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The Aleesha Chron

06 Jun 2010 08:01 #19290 by d_k_c
The Aleesha Chron was created by d_k_c
I wrote this story years ago. Inspired by a girl named Angela Devi....I think she passed away since. Any-who...Hope you like it!

The Hit List

Clouds covered the night sky faster then Devi had ever remembered them doing so before. The wind began to pick up and a flash illuminated her surroundings followed by a thunderous boom.
Not tonight, she thought, anything but tonight. Just as soon as she had finished the thought the rain came down. The wind blew harder and the rain intensified. Her thin jacket became soaked and the blue fabric of her SuperWoman top began to stick to her body. She leaned into the wind and placed one had in front of her face as she continued to brave the elements. A flash of light and the simultaneous boom of thunder stopped her in her tracks. She needed to seek cover. All the businesses were closed but to her surprise there was a bar right next to her. She burst through the door and looked at her surroundings. There was nobody in the bar except for the bartender who was holding a rag and cleaning a glass.
“What can I get you?” the female bartender asked.
Devi looked again to confirm if anyone was in the bar. There was nobody. “I’m just waiting for the weather to ease up and then I’ll be going, if that’s okay?” She said in a sweet voice.
The bartender looked at Devi. Devi was a short heavier set east Indian girl. Her hair was long and raven black She was wearing a yellow wind breaker which now clung to her like a second skin. She was wearing blue sweats which were also drenched to skin. “Can I get you a drink while you wait?”.
Devi smiled uncomfortably. “I sort of lost my wallet”.
The bartender smiled back at the girl. “Then drinks on the house”.
“If it’s all the same, I’d rather just wait at the door. I don’t want to get your floors wet”.
“I’ll have to insist” The bartender said.
Devi sighed. She walked out of the dark entrance and toward the bar. Her red boots squeaked and left a wet imprint on the floor as she walked. She looked down as she approached the bartender knowing full well that the bartender was looking at her ensemble.
The bar tender smiled “Superwoman I presume?”
Devi rolled her eyes. “umm yeah, I guess”.
The bartender poured her a glass of ale. “Is it Halloween already?”
Devi sighed “No, It’s a long story. Thank-you very much for the drink”.
The bartender bit into a carrot and propped her self up onto the counter across from Devi “No. Its not a long story at all. The people that you think are your friends tricked you into believing that they were having a costume party with a hero theme. You walked in and hung up your coat and then strolled into a formal dinner event. While everyone was laughing at you, Kathy pinched your wallet from the jacket you had hung. She’ll return it to you, she just wanted you to either come back to the party once you had undoubtedly stormed out…or... make you walk home in your ridiculous outfit because she knew you‘d be too embarrassed to go back into the party and ask for your wallet back”.
Devi looked at the bartender with a stunned expression. “How could you possibly….”
The bartender giggled “Know? What’s there to know? That this has been happening to you all through your pathetic life. No. What I would like to know is, how is that your still so sweet? Kind? Forgiving? Tomorrow you have to help tutor Dillon. And you will. Knowing full well that he was the mastermind behind your humiliation. And you know what…he’s really not that cute.
“It was just a joke! How do you even know all this!”
“No Devi, you’re the joke. You always have been and you always will be. When you die, no one will care. You give and you give but in the end it’s all for not and you will be entirely forgotten. You know why? Because at the end of the day all you are is a fat ugly orphan that no one cares about and no one ever will. Just ask your real parents”
Devi began to tear up and she was filled with rage. She grabbed her drink and threw its contents at the bartender. Devi’s drink splashed in her own face. She blinked a few times and then wiped her sleeve across her beer soaked face. Devi was lost for words. “What are you?” She finally asked.
The bartender smiled, “Now that is a very good question. I’m looking for that answer even as we speak. Sadly, its not here. I’ll be leaving this reality or whatever you want to call it. But before I do I want to leave something behind. My signature. I guess you’d call it”.
Devi was becoming increasingly nervous.
“Devi, the only reason why you’re here is because your wearing that ridiculous S on your chest. For some reason it’s the only thing that seems familiar to me. Do you know who your supposed to be?”
“SuperWoman?” Devi said cautiously
The bartender grabbed another carrot and began eating it and then smiled. “That’s right. But, every where I look, it seems as though this Superwoman or Superman is entirely fictional. Created by the neuron path ways of your primitive brains“.
Devi spoke cautiously to the bartender. “That’s because Superwoman is fictional”.
“Is she?….Is she?” The bartender grabbed another baby carrot and began eating it. “Devi, I’m going to give you something. I don’t usually give gifts like this to girls like you, so there’s going to be a catch.
“I don’t want anything from you”.
“Well….We’ll just see about that”. The bar tender crossed her arms and observed Devi. “You really do have a pretty face, aside from the double chin and a few blemishes. I’ll leave your face alone, besides, we wouldn’t want certain people to not recognize you. And your boobs. They‘re quite large but your other curves distract from them”.
Devi could feel something happening to her body. It was changing. She was getting skinnier and skinnier. She could feel her waist line shrinking. She put her hands where her love handles used to be. “This cant be real!”
The bartender looked her over and removed the blemishes from her face with but a thought.
Devi stood up from her chair. “Stop what your doing! This cant be real!”. She got off her stool and hurried toward the door. Although she was much skinnier her bust size had remained the same size and looked dramatic on her 20” waist. Devi attempted to view her tight form but her breasts obstructed her view. She opened the door only to be greeted by the bartender.
“One last touch” The bartender said. Her hand reached out and her index finger pressed into the S symbol on her soft breasts.
Devi looked down at her bust. The S symbol on it began sparkling and the red S became brighter. Her yellow coat turned into a belt and wrapped tightly across her waist, the loose fabric of her super top became tighter and shinier. Her blue sweats wrapped tightly around her legs and turned into a spandex material which tucked itself under red tight underwear. Her breasts began rising. The tight fabric which once flattened her sagging breasts was now yielding as her breasts seemingly appeared to grow but in actuality firmed. The S symbol began to stretch across her chest. Devi was stunned. The costume didn’t have a single crinkle in it. It molded to every curve of her body like a second skin.
The bar tender looked her over. “Much better” She said as she untied the cape from Devi’s neck and then tucked it underneath her collar. “So….How does it feel to be super?”
Devi was stunned. “This a dream, this isn’t real, I need to wake up!” she said over and over again.
The bartender smiled. “You don’t like what I’ve given you?”
“No!” Devi yelled. “Change me back!”
“I intend to. You’ll change back in exactly 24 hours. Unless of course you kill your 5 friends who played that horrible prank on you. But a sweet innocent girl like you would never resort to murder for personal gain. Or would she?” The bartender laughed and then disappeared.
Devi was outside. As cars drove by they honked their horns in salute to the busty east Indian girl wearing a super girl costume. She needed to get home. She was so confused and embarrassed. She started running. She was running faster then she had ever run before. She felt like she could run faster and so she did. She was now passing cars moving in her direction. She increased her speed. She was now a blue blur. The people she shot by fell shortly after she passed them as the sonic boom that trailed behind her ht them by surprise. Shops and parked vehicles windows blew out as she past and before she knew it Devi was in front of her building. She opened the door to the building and the door simply came off its hinges. She looked in disbelief as she held the steel framed door in her hand as easily as if she was holding a feather. The elevator door binged and she dropped the door and walked toward it. A man watched in disbelief as the busty Superwoman walked toward him. She entered the elevator. “Are you getting off?” Devi asked him.
The man didn’t answer her. He just stared at her body.
Devi was already embarrassed and now she was getting frustrated. “Sir! Are you getting off?”
“I most certainly am”.
Devi crossed her arms across her chest as the man stared at her exaggerated body. He was noticeably getting turned on.
“Ugh” She said in frustration as she got out of the elevator and took the stairs. She zoomed up the spiraling stairs in an instant she arrived at her 15th floor apartment. She opened the door and went to the bath room. She looked at her self for a long time. She was still 5 foot 4 but the heels of her super boots made her look she was 5ft7. Her face was the same, besides the fact that she had no blemishes and no double chin. But her body!, her body was something out of a comic book. Devi just stared at it. It took sometime before she watched herself actually touch it. “Impossible” she whispered to herself. Her small hands came up to her huge chest and she grabbed them. “No way!” she had to see them. Her fingers reached into her neck line and she pulled the tight blue fabric away from her. The blue costume strained loudly. Devi had no comprehension of how much force was needed to do what she was doing. Her cleavage was revealed to her as she pulled the costume further and further away from her body. Her brown skin looked shiny, smooth and flawless. Her dark nipples were erect and perfectly symmetrical. She let go of her costume and it snapped loudly back into place. The snap was so loud that people living in the next door apartments ducked thinking that a gun shot had been fired. Devi left the washroom and walked to her living room, closed her eyes and rubbed her temples and sighed. She heard a loud bang. The picture on her wall had fallen off the wall and the TV had fallen off its stand. She swallowed suspecting immediately that it was her breath that was responsible for the damage. She puckered her lips and blew gently at her table. The remote control and the books that were on it shot across the table and landed on the floor. Devi flopped onto her couch and stared at the ceiling with but one thought which recited itself over and over, this can not be real! She had just ran at an impossible speed. Ripped a door off its hinges and now had just blown her TV off its stand with a simple sigh. As impossible as the notion seemed, she began to come to terms with the fact that she may very well be……SuperWoman. She stood up from the couch and thought back to what Superwoman was actually able to do. Super speed she thought, In an instant her TV was back on its stand and the picture was hanging where it was, the table and the articles that were on it were perfectly in place. “Check” she said.
Super strength she thought. She bent down and grabbed the oak table and easily hoisted it up and over her head. She brought it up and down with ease and whispered “Check”.
Invulnerability she thought. Her hand came to her chin and she scratched it in contemplation of how she intended to test that. Devi walked into her kitchen and turned the stove to hi and waited. While she waited for it to heat up she saw the butcher knife on the counter. She placed the point of the blade into the palm of her hand and started applying continued pressure until it hurt. It did not. The blade bent dramatically before snapping loudly. She wasn’t ready to check invulnerability just yet. She grabbed another knife and poked it into her boob. Her boob dimpled at the point and then the blade began to bend further and further before snapping loudly. Devi gasped. She took her own finger and pressed it into her breast and her breast dimpled deeply, far deeper then the blade was able to. She put more and more pressure on her breast until her boob was compressed she removed her finger and her breast bounced back into its perfect form. She then grabbed a fork and poked it into her boob. It bent almost as soon as it made contact with her chest. The stoves grill was now red hot. She placed her hand on it and removed it immediately. She felt nothing. She placed her hand on it again this time for awhile longer. The grill did begin to sizzle but she felt nothing. She put her hand to her face and it wasn’t even warm “Invulnerability, check”.
What else could Superwoman do, she thought. She hoisted her self onto the hot stove and sat on the grill without even realizing it.
Heat vision, she thought. Still sitting on the hot grill she looked at her refrigerator and stared at it intently. Her forehead furrowed and her eyes brow arched and then she could see what was in the refrigerator. And next door! And outside! She had X-ray vision! But it was heat vision she was going for. She tried again, this time she relaxed and eased up. She squinted her eyes and thought about blasting the refrigerator with heat. She could feel a rush building up behind her eye balls and then twin beams of concentrated power fired out of her pupils and seared through her refrigerator and into the next door neighbors apartment. She used her xray vision to inspect the damage. The neighbors toaster was melting and so was her refrigerator but other then that there was no fire and the neighbors didn‘t hear or notice anything. “Heat vision….Check”.
Devi hopped down from the stove. This was crazy, impossible, and yet happening…Actually happening! She walked over to her kitchen chair and sat on it. What else can SuperWoman do? She thought. The chair she sat on began to smolder and then it collapsed. Devi prevented herself from falling and she looked down at the damage of the chair. Her ass had burned deep into the wood and she couldn’t help but giggle
“Okay..okay what else can Superwoman do, Fly! she thought. But how did she intend to test that? She opened her patio doors and looked down 15 floors. No way! She thought. There’s got to be a better way. She began walking away when the spontaneous urge to jump off the balcony overwhelmed her. “Screw it” she said and leaped off her balcony. She descended floor after floor to the ground below. She balled her hands into fists and flexed all the muscles in her legs and just before she hit the ground she rocketed forward. “Whoooooo-Weeee!” She yelled as she rocketed through the city and then began to ascend. She was traveling faster and faster. She looked down, the terrain was changing with every second as she rocketed overtop of it, well past supersonic. She looked up. “Oh my god!” She managed to say just before she crashed into a mountain. The part of the mountain she struck exploded and then she fell, along with the boulders she had jarred loose. Her left butt cheek struck a ledge which caused her to spin like a top before she hit another ledge and another. Her body grinded against the side of the mountain as she plummeted 2000 feet before face planting into the stony ground below. She lay there motionless as boulder crashed ontop of her. After a moment she slowly stood up. She extended her arms and stretched her legs, but she felt no pain. She looked up at the mountain and looked how far she had fallen and then started laughing. She laughed harder and harder and finally jumped into the air again and rocketed back into the sky. If this was a dream, she did not want to wake up. She cruised across the sky and crossed the ocean. Devi started zig and zag before she saw a commercial airliner. She smiled as she positioned her self directly in its path.
The pilots were lost in their own conversation when one of them looked up to see the Super Woman in the planes path.
Devi moved away in the last second.
“Did you see that?” One of the pilots asked.
“See what?” the other pilot responded.
“That!” the pilot shouted and pointed to the window.
The other pilot looked to his left and watched as the east Indian Superwoman flew along side their plane. She smiled at them and waved, then veered off. There was a moment of silence in the cock pit before one of the pilots said “What say we just keep this to ourselves”.
“Agreed”.
Devi flew for hours. Enjoying the brisk wind that crashed across her body. She spotted a gorgeous island below and began to descend. Her red boots landed gently in the soft sand. She took in a deep breath and then relaxed. She unlatched the yellow belt from her waist and the tight blue fabric loosened and she pulled her Super top off her body. She tossed it aside and arched her body. The hot suns rays felt fantastic on her big brown bust. She removed her red underwear and then the blue tights and finally her red boots and lay down on the hot sand completely naked. This was the life she thought. The world was her backyard. She was Super but she knew it wasn’t going to last. Whatever granted her this power was certainly going to take it away. Unless of course she did what the bartender had asked. There was no way she was going to kill anybody. For anything! It simply was not in her nature. But that didn’t mean she wasn’t going to enjoy the 24hours. She suddenly remembered that she had to tutor Dillon early Sunday morning. With Super speed she dressed back up and took off to the skies.
Dillon’s phone was ringing but he was fast asleep. On the 7th ring he finally picked up. “Hello”
“Hey Dillon its Devi!”
Dillon rolled his eyes, “Yeah…what is it?”
“I’m supposed to tutor you….Remember?”
“Yeah…uhhh…lets do it some other time. I’m pretty tired. I had a long night”
“I’m right outside your door”
There was a long pause before Dillon finally said “Yeah...fine... I’ll be right there”. He slowly got out of bed and shuffled toward the door. He simply unlocked the door and went to the washroom.
Devi walked into his apartment. “You alright? You look rough”
Dillon was brushing his teeth in the washroom when she had asked that. He shook his head in irritation. How would she know what he looked like this morning, God she was annoying.
“So about yesterday?” Devi said.
“Yeah, Kathy thought it would be funny and said you’d be cool with it. Hope we didn’t cross the line”.
“I’m not going to lie, I was angry at first. But now. I’m glad it happened”.
Dillon washed his face and again shook his head, there simply was no way to get rid of this girl. Dillon left the wash room and went into his living room. “I’m going to make some coffee did…you…” He stopped in mid sentence as he stared at Devi. “Devi?”
Devi smiled at his reaction. “You wouldn’t believe the kind of day I’ve been having”
Dillon blinked hard and then looked up and down her feminine proportions dramatically emphasized by her super outfit.
The two chatted for an hour. Devi tried to explain to Dillon about the bartender and what she had done for her. But it fell on deaf ears. Dillon wasn’t buying it. In fact, he believed that this was some sort of practical joke being played on him. But he more then enjoyed playing along. He could stare at this SuperWomans tits all day long.
Devi stopped trying to explain to him what happened to her. “You don’t believe me? Fine! Let me show you. Pick something that only Superwoman can do”.
Dillon smiled at her. He looked over her body. Stared at Devi’s big bust which was not at all proportioned to rest of her body. “I have a better idea" Dillon said. "I don’t think its that big of a secret that Devi had a huge rush on me”.
Devi smiled uncomfortably. “Well, I kinda thought it was a secret”
Dillon moved closer to Devi. “So you’d have no objections if I did this?” Dillon placed his hand on Devi’s thigh and ran it smoothly over the surface her blue tights. It was a strange sensation. It felt as though he was running his hand overtop smooth steel.
Devi looked into his eyes as his hands rode up her thigh. Up her tiny waist and on to her bust. The soft touch was electric for her. The tightly contained perfectly proportioned spheres on her chest responded. Her nipples began to pierce into her costume.
Dillon grabbed the back of Devi’s head and embraced her with a kiss. They both kissed each other for a long moment before Dillon broke off the kiss and moved back down to her bust.
Devi gasped as Dillons mouth found her errect nipple. He gently closed his teeth on them. “Mmm harder” Devi pleaded as her hand moved down to her waist and she snapped off the yellow belt. She pulled down her pants and Dillon did the same.
Dillon bit down on her chest harder then before. His other hand fondled her other breast roughly.
Devi moaned. “Harder! As hard as you can!”
Dillon squeezed her chest. And kissed her body. He had never been more turned on in his entire life. He attempted to enter her but his member deflected off her super pussy.
Devi reached down and helped out as she created an opening for Dillon. He pushed himself inside of her. Devi moaned as they quickened their pace. Devi began vibrating faster and then softer. Then faster again. Dillon rolled his eyes back. Never before had he experienced sex like this. Devi was on the verge of climaxing and she forgot herself. She removed her hand from her sex and brought both hands to the back of Dillons head and she pumped down on him simultaneously pulling Dillons head into the big red S on her super bust. He screamed. Devi had mistaken his scream for one of passion as she climaxed. “Mmm that was fantastic!” Dillon ….Dillon!?” She didn’t have to check him twice to know that he was gone. She had killed him. “Oh my God…Oh no!” She got up and began pacing the room. No one is going to believe that he died having sex with her. They’ll think she did out of revenge for last night. After all his face looked like it got hit with a demolition ball. She was upset that he was dead but self preservation was foremost on her mind. She thought long and hard. I can go to my house, pick my car up and fly to California. No one would believe it was me if I was in California at the time this happened. Unless of course no one finds him for a day. She shook her head again and grabbed Dillon’s cell phone. She looked through his texts to see if he had notified anyone that he would be with her that morning.
Dillon: I’m serious, enough is enough, get rid of her
Kathy: Relax, She gave me the money, tonight will be the last night we spend with her. I just want to have a lil more fun with her.
Dillon: I cant believe she gave you the money. How stupid is she?
Kathy: lol we’ll find out tonight if she shows up at the party as a superhero lol.
Dillon: lmao
Devi scrunched the phone in her hand. She gave the money to Kathy because she told her that her mother needed money it for a surgery. “That bitch!” Devi screamed “Oh when I get my hands on you! And you!” she pointed at Dillon “Got far more then you ever deserved. I’m keeping this body! And these powers! Things are going to start changing around here!”

Craig had filled up his car with gas and finished paying for it. He immediately noticed the busty brown girl in a super girl costume standing by his car. He looked at her face. It couldn’t be, he thought. “Devi?”
The woman giggled. “Umm no My car broke down and I needed a ride. As you can see, I have no wallet”.
“Why don’t you just fly to wherever your going?”
Devi smiled “Very funny”.
“Sure…hop in”
Craig watched as the Superwoman got into the passenger side. He checked out her ass just before she sat down. Wow, he thought. He shifted uncomfortably in his seat “So, where to?”
“Just follow the road, I’ll tell you when to turn”
Craig put the car into gear and merged into traffic. “So, dare I ask, what’s with the costume?”.
Devi smiled, “I was at one of those Comic-ons and they wanted me to go as Super-Woman”.
“It’s a great costume”.
Devi nodded her head “It is. I thought they were going to give me one of those cheap ones but this one’s really nice. It really accentuates my curves”.
Craig looked over at her. He looked at her bust and was impressed how the costume wrapped around her chest. It was as if the costume was designed specifically for her. “It certainly does that”.
There was a brief pause and then Devi asked. “So did you think I looked like your friend?”
“I guess at first…But I really should have known better”.
“Why’s that?”
“Because the girl I had mistaken you with is…well…Nothing like you”.
“Nothing like me?”
“The two words that immediately come to mind to describe Devi is fat and ugly”
Devi stared at him showing him her irritation.
Craig kicked himself for saying that. “Not that you are…Its just that…We played a joke on her and she wore a Super-woman costume and she’s brown and you are and…I’m just going to stop now”.
“But you said I looked like a friend of yours. Do you call all your friends fat and ugly”.
“She’s not really a friend of mine. A friend of a friend I guess I’d say. Personally I can’t stand her.”
“What kind of joke involves someone wearing a Super-woman costume?” Devi asked
“Long story, but I recorded it. It’ll be worth a few laughs tomorrow at School”.
Devi smiled and there was a moment of silence. They were crossing a bridge when Devi reached over and grabbed the steering wheel and pulled it toward her.
"What are you doing!" Craig screamed
The truck veered hard to the right and hit the protective barrier of the bridge and then switched directions. The truck hit the side of an oncoming sports car and flipped over the concrete barrier and into the valley below. The passenger side of the vehicle crumpled on impact and the truck began rolling down the valley and into the trees below. Craig was hurt. His breathing was labored and he looked over at the girl beside him. He could only see the side of her body, the rest was encompassed in the wreckage. He had no doubt she was dead. He could smell propane and attempted to get out of the truck. The door was jarred shut. The woman beside him began to move. She took her free hand and unbelievably began pushing the mangled steel away from her body. She smiled at him “What a rush!”.
Craig was lost for words. “How…why…I”
Devi ignored him, “Uh oh looks like you’ve got a propane leak. You don’t have any matches do you?”
Craig’s mind could not comprehend that what he was witnessing was at all possible. Devi looked in the glove department for some matches, there wasn’t any.
Devi looked at Craig unsympathetically. “Lucky you, no matches”
Craig swallowed, “Why are you…Who…I don’t”
Devi beamed with delight. “I nearly forgot!” She pointed at her eyes. “I have laser eyes!”
Craig watched as she squinted her eyes. Twin beams of energy shot out of them and into the propane tank in the back of the truck. The truck erupted into a massive fireball. Devi remained in the car for moments after. She enjoyed how the flames consumed everything around her but had no effect on her what so ever. She kicked her leg out and the door blasted away from the truck. 2 down 3 to go, she thought.
Devi was in the air and looking for Penny. She flew by her home and squinted her eyes as she looked intently through her home in search of her. There was no sign of her. She hovered around the city looking for her and became worried. What if she was unable to find her before the 24 hours was up. Her panic subsided when she heard her voice. Devi put her hand to ear as Penny’s voice became a homing signal. Penny was driving back to her home and talking with someone on her phone. Devi smiled and changed directions. She saw a man on his cell phone and dropped in on him.
The man was startled by her presence. “I need to borrow this” she said to him, then took away his cell phone and then blasted back into the sky.
Penny got off the phone with Kayla and the phone rang immediately after. She looked at the number. It was unfamiliar to her. She pulled up into her drive way and answered the phone. “Hello?”
“Hi Penny, its Devi!”
Penny grabbed her things from the car “Yeah…what is it?”
“Well, remember how you guys played a joke on me and I came dressed to the party in that ridiculous outfit?”
Penny started laughing, “Devi, that was yesterday. Nobody is going to forget that for a long long time”.
“Yeah…well. A funny thing happened to me. I turned into Superwoman on the way home from that party. And I’m just a lil bit bitter”.
Penny opened the door to her house. “Yeah well, I think you finally learned that you shouldn’t hang out with people who don’t like you. And you must know, I‘ve never liked you”.
“Well, I’m on my way to your house. You can tell me how you feel about me in person. But, I think its only fair to warn you... again…I really am Superwoman”.
Penny rolled her eyes. “Alright, listen Bitch. Stay the fuck away from me!….Understand?” Penny hung up the phone and went into her kitchen when the door bell rang. She walked to the door and looked through the peep hole. All she could see was Devi’s smiling face. This bitch simply does not get it. “Just a second!” she yelled as she went back to the kitchen and opened her purse and pulled out the mace. She walked back to the door and opened it. Penny extended her arm and fired the mace into Devi’s face. Devi puckered her lips and began to inhale the chemical. Penny continued spraying it in her face and Devi continued her inhalation. Devi’s expanding S symbol on her incredible costume distracted Penny and she stopped spraying the mace. She looked at Devi’s body, her incredibly tight busty body. “What the hell?” she said.
Devi was smiling and then her eyes widened and she began blowing gently into Penny’s face. The concentrated plume hit Penny and she screamed in pain and fell to the ground. “Now is that any way to greet a SuperWoman”.
Penny got back up and ran to the sink and began spraying water in her face. She didn’t need a mirror to know that her face was severely damaged. “Bitch!” she screamed and turned back to Devi who was walking into her kitchen. Penny spit on her.
The spit hit the big S on Devi’s chest. Devi looked down at her bust. “So that’s the way you want to play?” Devi spit on Penny. The saliva blasted into Penny’s chest and then through it. She fell to her knee’s and then collapsed. Devi’s boots click clacked on the ceramic tile as she walked over to the stove to find out what time it was. It was 4 Pm. She tried to think back to what time it was when she was granted these powers. She was at the party at 8 and she left right afterwards. She figured she had till 9, but she wasn’t going to take any chances. She picked up Penny’s cell phone and dialed Kayla.
“Hey Penny! Whats up!” Kayla asked.
“Actually its Devi. Where are you right now?”
“Ummm why?”
“Cause I cant get a hold of Penny and I have her cell phone. Can I drop it off with you?”.
Kayla was suspicious “And why do you have Penny’s cell phone?”.
“We bumped into each other at the mall and she left it at the table she was sitting at”.
“I just spoke to Penny, like, 10 minutes ago! On her phone! What did you do to her Devi!?”
There was a pause, “To be honest, all I did was spit on her. Why don’t you just tell me where you are. I really don’t have the time to come looking for you”.
Kayla hung up the phone and dialed up Kathy.
“Hello” Kathy answered.
“I think Devi just went off the deep end”.
“What?”
“Yeah, I was speaking to Penny one second. Then Devi called me from Penny’s phone the next second saying that Penny had lost it and she wanted to know where I was”.
Kathy was getting concerned. “I’ve been trying to call Dillon all day and he hasn't answered his phone. I think he mentioned a few days ago that Devi was supposed to tutor him today…You don’t think that!?”
“Kathy, lock your doors! I’m going to the police”. Kayla hung up the phone and ran out of the library and to her car. She sped off toward the police station. Kayla was driving through an industrial area when her tires popped. “No!…Not now! You stupid car!” she got out of the car and looked at the tire. “Shit!” Kayla walked into a open garage. “Hello?” she called out. “Is anybody here?”
“Nope! Just the two of us!” Devi answered.
Kayla turned to her and looked in shock at Devi. “Devi….Is that you?”
“The one and only! Like my costume?”
Kayla backed away from her. “I don’t know what’s going on, but I had nothing to do with yesterday!”
“Unfortunately. I know that. But I really don’t have a choice“.
Kayla looked at Devi’s body. “How is this possible?”
“Would you believe that I ran into this bartender and she granted me all the powers of Superwoman. And she gave me this killer body as well. My boobs are a lil outrageous, but I’m starting to like them. What do you think?” Devi pushed her chest out and showed Kayla a side profile “Too much do you think?”
Kayla backed into a table and her hand slowly crept to the nail gun that rested on it “Your crazy!”
“You know, a part of me wishes that’s true. To think that one woman with a simple thought can give me all this! Well. It’s a little unsettling”.
“So what do you want with me?”
“You wouldn’t understand how much power I have. I feel like a God! Your familiar with Superman, right?! Flight!, Super strength! Laser vision! I have all that! And in order to keep it. I have to get rid of you” Devi was getting right up to Kayla.
Kayla waited for her to get close before she grabbed the nail gun. Put into Devi’s chest and depressed the trigger. There was a loud pop as the compressed air fired the nail into the top part of Devi’s boob. The nail collapsed into itself and when Kayla removed the gun from Devi’s chest, the flattened nail fell to the ground.
Devi smiled at Kayla “Did I forget to mention invulnerability?” but that did feel nice. Can I see that?” Devi took the nail gun and put the nozzle onto her nipple. Pop! Pop! Pop! “Oooo baby! that does feels good!”.
“This can’t be real!” Kayla said under her breath. And then yelled it “This cant be real!” she started running away. She ran out of the garage and down the driveway. She looked back to see if Devi was chasing her, Before she even looked back she ran into Devi. Devi’s boobs cushioned the impact and Kayla fell to the gravel. “This can’t be happening….This can’t be happening!”
“There there Kayla lets go to your car, everything will be alright when we get there” Devi picked up Kayla and flew momentarily to Kayla’s car. She put her in the driver side and shut the door. Kayla immediately reached into back pocket and grabbed her keys. She started the car and drove away. The car was hard to control but it was picking up velocity as it sped away from Devi.
Devi smiled. Her red boots left the ground and her body motioned toward the car. In no time Devi was flying along side the car. The big red S on her bust was facing the drivers side window. Kayla looked at Devi. Devi smiled and wave at her. Kayla veered the car into Devi. Devi simply put her hand underneath the vehicle taking a firm hard grip on the frame and then began rising. The car’s wheels left the ground and began rising. Devi turned her body and increased her speed. Kayla screamed as they rose higher and higher into the atmosphere. Devi was now traveling vertically and moving faster and faster, as soon as she left earth’s atmosphere she let go of the car. She watched as moments later the car cratered into the moon. She smiled. Let the boys at NASA figure that one out. She dusted her hands. One more to go! She thought.
Kathy was pacing in her apartment. She couldn’t get a hold of anybody. Even Kayla wasn’t picking up. After moments of contemplating and paranoid thoughts she called the police. They said they would send a car right away. The water she was boiling for the pasta she was about to make began to sizzle and boil out of the pot. She got off the chair and walked to the stove when she heard someone humming a tune.
“Doo do de DooDoo…Doo Dooo Dooo…Doo do de do Dooo!…Do-da-Dooo!”
It was the Supermans theme song. Kathy turned the corner and looked at her balcony. The scene was rather dramatic. A half smiling woman with a red cape billowing behind her, wearing a Super-woman costume stood on her balcony with her arms folded below her chest. She paused momentarily and stared in disbelief at the Super-Woman. “Who are you?”.
The Super-woman laughed, “Ummm hello!? red and blue tights, red underwear on the outside of my tights. Big red S? need I say more?”
“I called the Police. There on their way”.
“Well then I should probably make this quick”.
Kathy ran to her kitchen. The brown woman in the Super woman costume was already there leaning against the wall. “You do know who I really am, don’t you?”
Kathy’s heart began to race. Devi?….But!…How?”
Devi laughed, “What’s interesting is that I found out why you swindled me out of 3000 dollars. It wasn’t for your mothers surgery. It was for yours. An appointment with Dr. Phillips. Plastic surgeon. You wanted to get breast augmentation. SoooI’m guessing you must be crazy jealous that I got these”. Devi folded her hands overtop her chest and fingers playfully bounced over top of her breasts”.
“No Devi! that’s not true!”
Devi snickered “Kathy. I can see the letter from here. Its on your night stand. Would you like me to read it for you?” Devi squinted her eyes and she looked into the next room. “Dear Miss Kathy Jennings we are pleased..”
Kathy grabbed the boiling hot pot of water and splashed it into Devi’s face. The water splashed all over Devi’s body and steam began emanating from Devi’s costume.
Devi blinked a few times. “Now that wasn’t very nice!”
Kathy rushed for the knife drawer and grabbed a knife. “Just stay away from me bitch!”
Devi laughed. “Oh my, what ever shall a super woman do if someone pulls a knife on her...Oh…I know!” Devi squinted her eyes and two red beams fired out of them and into the blade. The metal melted almost upon contact and leaked onto Kathy’s hand.
“Ahhh!” she screamed and released the blade. “What the fuck is going on!”
Devi’s hands unclasped her belt and she pulled off her Super Woman top. Her breasts bounced as the tight fabric left her chest. She tossed the Super shirt on the table. “Do you think you would have gotten them this big…Or maybe a little bit smaller. Just curious". Devi had her hands on her 20” waist. So, they look good or what?” Devi asked as she flexed one breast at a time. Each time she flexed her big boobs bounced dramatically.
“How! How is this possible!”
Devi smiled. She could tell Kathy whatever she liked and she’d believe it. “You know when you told me to go get a costume for the party. Well I bought that shirt, and it changed me into what you see now”
Kathy motioned toward the shirt. “That shirt there?”
“That’s the one”
“And you became SuperWoman?”
“Crazy isn’t it”
Kathy grabbed the shirt and pulled it over her body. The elastic fabric was far too tight for her to get over her body and there was no way she could get her head through the collar. Or even her arms down the sleeves. She struggled comically as she attempted to put on the blue shirt.
Devi giggled, “Here, let me help with that. Devi’s hands went underneath the costume and she pulled it outwards stretching it out for Kathy. Kathy got her head through the collar and eventually her arms down the sleeves but not all the way through. Devi released the costume and it slapped across Kathy’s body. She gasped. The shirt was crushing her. She desperately attempted to pull it off but simply had no chance. Her breasts looked as if they were non existent as the shirt pressed against them so hard that they were crushed against her own body. Her face went purple and then she collapsed. It was done.
Devi walked over to Kathy to get her shirt back when the door behind her blasted open.
“Freeze! Police!” A female officer screamed and then began shooting.
Devi couldn’t believe that the police was shooting at her. They didn’t ask questions or anything. They just barged in and started shooting at her. 3 rounds hit her breasts and much to Devi’s surprise. Really, Really! Stung.
“Bitch!” Devi screamed followed by an incendiary blast of her heat vision.
The police officer was struck in the chest and the blue outfit burned away from her body. But she still remained standing. “Ooooh that is hot!” the officer said as she began fanning her boobs with her hands.
Devi swallowed nervously. It was the bartender. “I did what you asked”.
The bartender looked at Kathy’s lifeless body. “You certainly did! And with style! It’s what you do afterwards that has me concerned”
Devi sighed “I don’t know what your talking about”.
The bartender hopped onto the counter and looked at Devi’s breasts. “Nice tits! I’m almost jealous. They might be even better then my own. But I doubt it”
Devi crossed her arms and clenched her jaw.
The bartender smiled. “You’re thinking of attacking me? Just some friendly advice. I wouldn’t”.
“What do you want!?” Devi demanded
“Here’s the thing, I came across your pathetic sweet soul and I thought, I can make something incorruptible…Corruptible. So I gave you Super powers and I thought that once you broke your morale barrier it would have a cascading effect. But that does not happen. You become a hero in this world. You save it 5 times from cataclysm. You are loved by all and in 100 years you achieve world piece and bla bla bla. And you were off to such a good start! I swear I will never give powers to girl like you again. I should have granted Super Powers to Sarah Palin again, she’d show you how its done”.
“Who?” Devi asked.
“Sarah…” The bartender motioned her eyes up “Oh right! She doesn’t exist in this reality”.
Devi was getting irritated. “I’m done with you! You want to take these powers away from me! Then do it! I don’t care! Just leave me alone!”.
The bartender tapped her finger on her chin. “Umm no. This is what’s going to happen. You have 5 years to rule this planet. Every parliamentary building across the globe will have this flag hanging over it” The bartender shook her hand and a giant blue flag appeared in it. It had a giant S symbol on it.
“Go to hell!” Devi said fearlessly.
The bartender smiled at her. Devi…You should really just do as I ask”
“Or else what!?”
The bartender smiled “Or else this!” The bartender snapped her fingers.
Devi released the shirt and it snapped loudly onto Kathy’s body.
“Oh my God!…Oh my God!” Kathy screamed! “It’s working!” Kathy’s bust began getting bigger and bigger and Devi’s breasts became smaller and smaller. “I can feel power in me…Such power!”
Devi backed away from Kathy and Kathy grabbed her expanding bust.
Kathy shook her head and her long blonde hair swung across her shoulders. Kathy’s bright blue eyes looked at Devi. “I believe your wearing my pants” she said with a giggle.
Devi swallowed hard “Okay!.. You made your point!”
Kathy walked up to Devi confidently “And my boots!”
“I said you made your point!” Devi screamed
Kathy’s bust pushed into Devi’s small chest and she began crushing her. Her lips homed in on Devi’s ear. “I’m so glad to hear that”. Kathy backed away from Devi and removed her Supergirl shirt and tossed it back to Devi who’s bust had returned to its super size. Kathy smiled brightly at Devi “You should get going. 5 years is not a lot of time to rule the world”.
Devi looked angrily at Kathy who she knew was actually the Bartender. She turned away from her and walked to the balcony.
The bartender smiled as she watched Devi walk away. “Oh and Devi!…”
Devi looked back at the bartender. “What!?”
The bartender smiled at her “Have fun!”

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06 Jun 2010 09:36 #19292 by Kamelmann
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... >___>

Epic.. Love it.. o_0

Very well written IMO and some very good use of her powers.. :D

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06 Jun 2010 12:57 #19293 by lfan
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Instant classic, DKC.....great job!

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06 Jun 2010 13:31 #19294 by fats
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can't agree more; total classic

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07 Jun 2010 08:33 #19303 by Woodclaw
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A little long for a single post but really impressive. A great job as usual.

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07 Jun 2010 11:02 #19305 by Sarge395
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Needs to go right into the StoryBank. Very fun to read. Never saw anyone use a Supershirt as an effective killing tool. Great imagination.

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07 Jun 2010 13:52 #19306 by lfan
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FYI...it will....DKC is cleaning it up for a final submission to the Bank

Needs to go right into the StoryBank. Very fun to read. Never saw anyone use a Supershirt as an effective killing tool. Great imagination.

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08 Jun 2010 02:59 #19310 by yaracyrrah
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Great story!

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09 Jun 2010 08:05 #19312 by veggicidal2
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Nice!

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03 Jul 2010 03:34 #19648 by angels
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LOVE this story. I'm loving how everything is being tied in with Aleesha, including your other works!

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