Super Asian Girl Thread

A little longer entry...

Only a week had passed, but news of Ryu Ji Hye’s super transformation had already spread. Outwardly, the young Korean woman looked no different than before, yet there was something in the way she carried herself that set her apart from others. Head held high, and chest out, Ryu’s supreme confidence marked her as a woman without a worry in the world. Super strength and invulnerability had a way of making a person feel that way. . .

It was a weekday morning at midtown, yet the omnipotent girl found it quite easy to navigate through the throngs of pedestrians and commuters. Ryu strode down the sidewalk, while delighting in the way people scrambled out of her path. Would she have hurt them otherwise? No, probably not. At least Ryu didn’t think she would. Still, the crowd’s deference was prudent. Those who knew the slender girl were well aware of her spoiled, somewhat easy to upset personality. At one time, Ryu’s anger would have resulted in a few broken wine glasses or plates, but that was before the transformation. Now, with all her super powers, she was a walking nuclear meltdown…just waiting for a reason to erupt.

Parting through the sea of frightened people, Ryu emerged at an intersection. There, a city bus intruded slightly on the crosswalk, as it waited to make a right-on-red turn. . .
Her path vaguely impeded, Ryu didn’t hesitate to react. Ever eager for ANY reason to show off, she placed one delicate hand on the bus, and pushed. Ninety pound woman against several tons of steel proved to be no contest. Ryu’s casual shove sent the bus rolling backwards, and into the car behind it. . When it was all sorted out in the end, a seventeen vehicle fender-bender snarled rush hour traffic up for four hours.

A focused woman, Ryu hardly paused as she gave only the slightest, self-satisfied glance toward her destructive handiwork. The super-model’s destination was near, and she could really care less about the misfortune of the unpowered. If they had a problem with her, then they were free to get their own super strength.

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Now that's the Berkhart attitude I love! I'm a goddess,I'm god damn unstoppable - not my fault if you little weaklings around me can't withstand me!

Hello American friends! Yes, this is an image you should get very used to: Chinese girls not only looking super, BUT also BEING super! I'm loving my vacation in this country. Did you know that super powers are better than even the best platinum credit card? Why it's so easy for me, because if I want something, then I simply take it! Who can say no to me? If they aren't charmed by my beauty...well, they certainly will respect what I can do if I don't get my way...

Well anyway, I'm off. I just HAVE to see...and maybe take Yankee Stadium. Tootles for now!

Yaya Han was mentioned on the first page of this thread but I think that some of her shots are quite exceptional so I've done some captions for a few of them. Enjoy!

"Most villainesses rely on super-human powers to get things done. Me? I'm physically just a normal human being, for the most part. What I am blessed with is an intellect which would put history's greatest geniuses to shame. Of course, that doesn't mean I don't like doing the dirty work once in a while but it means I rely on things like tactics and intelligence rather than raw strength. Besides, since I'm the secret manipulator behind some of the world's most powerful militaries and directly or indirectly control two thirds of the world's wealth, it's not hard to engineer a situation where my opponents end up grovelling before my boots."


She had slumbered in deathless sleep for millenia on end. Ever since the War in Heaven when her "fellow" Gods had cast Her out for Her cruelty towards mortals. Exiled to the mortal world. When She awoke, the world was a radically different place. Her fellow Gods were no more and the humans that populated the planet had forgotten about the Gods - relegated them to myth and superstition. Now nothing stood in the way of Her conquests, no force on Earth could resist Her divine will. In scant weeks billions would prostrate themselves before Her and worship Her as their one and only Goddess!


Centuries had passed since the Goddess seized power. Generations of humans lived and died under Her iron fist. In the first few decades there were the occasional rebellion, led by fools who did not or could not comprehend Her power. After the obliteration of a dozen cities and the deaths of millions on the battle (or rather slaughter) fields, mankind had finally learned its place. We learned it was impossible to deceive a being who could read your most intimate thoughts on a whim. We learned that it was impossible to harm a being for whom the most powerful nuclear weapons barely amounted to an annoyance. We learned that the price of our hubris was paid in blood - whether incinerated by a mere snap of her fingers or a long drawn out death in her personal dungeons.


The world's population devoted every second of their waking lives to Her. Most would toil in abject poverty so that She may have everything She desires. Thousands toiled in mines so that She could live in palaces of solid gold, bedecked with gems and diamonds from the world over. Millions would starve as they worked farmland converted from wheat and grains to exotic foods for her sumptuous banquets - banquets where she would eat her fill and have the leftovers burnt in front of the starving masses as a sacrifice... a symbol of her utter domination over the Earth. Over the centuries billions of people have died to satisfy her smallest whims. She would frequently cause tornadoes to rip through cities with a blow of her heavenly breath or cause continent wrecking tsunamis by throwing mountains non-challantly into the sea. Here she has decided that she wants to know what an entire living city tastes like and has used her powers to shrink the planet's third largest metropolis down to fit on her palm. Twelve million people died that day to satisfy her curiosity.

"I almost can't believe that this machine actually works. I can feel the strength and power flowing through my body like an infinite river of energy. Of course, I will have to destroy it so that no one will ever be able to challenge me. I guess I could just smash it to peices... nah, too ordinary. I suppose I could crush it with my hands or incinerate it with my heat vision... no, I want the world to know that I am their new goddess and that they should fear my wrath. I've got it! I'll fly over to the White House and drop it straight onto the Oval Office. That should get the medias attention. Now to figure out what to do with this pesky research team..."


No one knew who she was, where she came from, or what she wanted. She simply materialized one day in the middle of Times Square in a blinding flash of light. The square was momentarily silent as the crowd stared at the samurai warrioress standing before them. She surveyed the crowd with a look of utter contempt and before anyone could react her katana was drawn and the entire square was consumed by a whirlwind of violence and gore. Her movements were so fast that even frame-by-frame analysis of CCTV footage afterwards only showed her as a blur slicing her way through the gathered people of New York. She showed no mercy. No Remorse. Men and women alike met their ends at the edge of her blade that day but it did not end there. She never seemed to tire, never seemed to sleep or eat or take any breaks. She was a 24/7 force of destruction that defied all attempts to stop her. Her katana sliced through tanks and warplanes with the same ease that it sliced through flesh and bone. Had any human technology been able to capture an image of her face, humanity would have been able to see the sadistic glee she took in the slaughter. Humanity would never know that the deaths of millions was but a game to her.


PS: Berkhart, if you're reading this, please check your PM inbox, I've sent you a message.

Really great additions Disguse! The girl in the first pic is just perfect...her looks and expression are ideal for a super-bad-girl!

Sorry I didn't reply to your PM earlier, but I just got back into town. BTW, had a lay over in Tokyo...MY GOD the super girls there!

You think I'm a supergirl, if I can pick up a car and throw it out of orbit, or if I rip entire buildings from the ground? Ok. You think I'm a goddess with unimaginable powers, if I can wipe out entire cities by stomping on the ground with my feet, throw gigantic mountains through the air as easy as blinking or bring whole continents to quake with a little movement of me? How sweet.

What do you think of me when I tell you that a little orgasm from me can destroy the entire universe or that I could carry its whole weight on one of my nipples, without feeling any effort? What name will you give a goddess with such infinity power as me?

And my powers still growing! With every second my strength is growing exponentially.

She was always amused that the authorities would still try to stop her. She had escaped unscathed from dozens of attempts by the police, SWAT teams and even a full scale military attack to stop her crime spree. Of course, she didn't think she was an evil person, just someone who was using her powers to get by in the tough economy. After all, she wasn't stealing that much money and what was a few million dollars to a multinational bank anyway? At first she just used her flight to escape the authorities but lately she had discovered how fun it could be to unleash her powers against them. "What could I do this time?" She thought to herself with crossed arms as a barrage of bullets hurtled toward her at a snail's pace (from per perspective anyway).


"I'm so glad that you answered my ad on the internet, and you brought flowers too! I know you're scared, don't deny it, I can read your thoughts. I'm not going to hurt you, everything you've heard about me on TV is a lie. I'm really not a terrible person, I'm just stealing from the rich to give to the... well, me... Still, underneath all these powers I'm still a woman with feelings and... needs. Tell you what, I give you my word as a lady that no harm will come to you. Just spend the evening with me and if it doesn't work out then no hard feelings. Besides, even a "super villainess" needs a boyfriend, who knows where his could lead? "

Every super bad gal fan's dream... I have a feeling her life will spread from 'petty' crime to bigger actions.

Ohhhhh....to be a girl with unlimited strength makes me feels so....so damn horny. I become wet when I think about the power I possess now. They tried to stop me with the police, the army...they send every known weapon against me, but their tanks were as useless as their nuclear weapons were against my indestructible body. I should rule the world as their new goddess. And they should worship me from now on as the mightiest and strongest girl in the universe. OHHHHHHH...mmmmhhh..Oh god....that feels sooooo good....maybe they don't have the chance to worship me any longer, because I don't think this planet will survive my next orgasm.....

I’m getting a teensy bit low on SUPER-powers…I can feel the effects starting to wear off. Oh, don’t worry, I still have more than strength to toss you into the next state or even orbit, if need be, but there’s no need for that. I think we’d both prefer to do this the easy way. Right? So, just give me another dose of UBER- formula, and I guarantee that it will be well worth your while. And seriously, we both know that you’ve dreamt of what it would be like to have these luscious super thighs wrapped around you…

USA is such a wonderful but strange place. Just the other day, I'm a normal, unemployed girl in my home country. Then I hear about how your country is giving jobs to people in my country. Customer service positions mostly, but those are so BORING. What interested me was the job opening for "AMERICAN SUPER HERO".

The interviewer was so charmed by me, that I was hired on the spot! No background checking, no resume, no references, or anything at all. Just a little flirting and some tight clothes, and the next thing you know, I'm your new SUPER-WOMAN!

To think, I get paid to have super powers! It's so much fun being strongest force on the whole planet. This morning I cleaned out the mall of all of it's best fashions. Then a little bit ago, I saw all those beautiful diamonds, and now they're mine. Those silly guards thought their bullets could stop America's Super Hero. Phooey!

What? I'm doing wrong? Sorry, but you're wrong. See, now that I'm the girl with all the POWERS, the new saying is: "Truth, justice in the Jin-Hee way!"

Golf announcer: (in hushed tone) --

This is it. Michelle Wie stepping to the tee, a look of confident determination on her face. If she sinks this shot, the world surrenders to her without question, and proclaims Ms. Wie Earth's Goddess For Eternity. The hole, some 3.7 billion miles away on Pluto, is estimated to be a par 32,199,207,612,885.

She swings...the ball is driven from the atmosphere...

I remind you, the Hubble Space Telescope will relay Michelle's success or failure. Oh..oh, but judging by her jubilation, she's already used her super-vision to see the hole-in-one. What's this? I've just been informed that Pluto has been obliterated by Michelle's shot. It's official, ladies and gentlemen, allow me to be the first to present Supreme Goddess Wie...

"The thing I love most about being the undisputed Goddess-Queen of Earth is when one of my slaves throws himself at my feet to beg and grovel. The feeling of lounging back on my solid platinum throne while they beg for my mercy is just indescribable. Most of the time they just beg for food or water or medicine since I've personally dismantled most of the planet's industry and hurled it into space to prove a point and humiliate my subjects. It probably also doesn't help that I've ordered most of the world's arable land to be replanted with nothing but red roses - my favourite flower.

Other times people will beg for the release of their loved ones, who have sinned against me, from my work camps (someone's got to build all those building sized statues of me). The most common sin is the thought crime - harbouring any thoughts about me other than absolute worship and devotion. Given that I can read the minds of every single person on the planet at any given time, no one can escape my wrath. Sometimes I like to fly out of my palace to the appropriate camp, pluck up the supplicant's loved one and fly back in the blink of a mortal eye. I do this to give them false hope and since my second favorite thing about being a Goddess-Queen is executing thought criminals in front of their loved ones..."

Nice, I'd like to see her cause earthquakes with THOSE legs...

the last picture is

What are you gawking at? Do you think it's funny to see my favorite dress being ripped apart because it can't contain my super curves? It took me ages to find a dress that made even my depowered and plain alter ego look good. And now it's ruined just because I had to transform and save your puny life. So much for my night out. Why did I depower myself for a night out if my supernatural beauty is part of my powers, you ask? That was about the dumbest question I ever heard. Of course it's because no man could survive a night with me. Being like wax in my hands doesn't even begin to describe it. You're not convinced? Then I dare you to find out the hard way. See? NOW you're scared.

How could a super woman get a tattoo?

Or is that a mystical tattoo that is actually the source of her powers?

Captain Marbles wrote: How could a super woman get a tattoo?

Or is that a mystical tattoo that is actually the source of her powers?

She can switch off her powers, so she obviously can get a tattoo. Then again the mystical tattoo version is also a possibility.

I suggest you ask her directly. And while you're at it, ask her how long it took for her to bring the german car behind her to Las Vegas. (according to the source, the picture was taken there)

"I can't believe my eyes, this super formula works. I can clearly see each change this stuff makes to my body turning it from a weak mortal woman to an unstoppable goddess. From the outside it may look like I'm staring at my magically expanding breasts, but in fact I'm watching the creation of a new organ in each of them that will be responsible for my flight powers. Haha, I can already see people commenting on my gravity-defying tits not knowing just how right they are. God this transformation takes forever. It can't be helped. To me the whole world seems to move in slow motion, and this includes my transformation as well. At least I don't have to worry about anybody else taking the formula..."





"Okay, let me get this straight. You lured us three to your place to drug us with a magical potion that would make us fall madly in love with you..."

"...while you yourself drank another potion that would turn you into a god in top of that. I can't even begin to describe the flaws in your plan."

"The biggest one would be the part where you mix up the potions, turning yourself into our slave and us into goddesses..."



"Kryptonite Depowering Ray? Seriously? Just who do you think I am? Supergirl? Well at least it glows green, otherwise it's not working as intended. Ever since this little accident in the lab gave me these incredible powers, you've tried one invention after the other in order to 'cure' me - without success. Actually each of your little attempts to depower me have only made me more powerfull, and this ray is no exception. I can already feel myself becoming more powerful, so you should rename your invention the Kryptonite Empowering Ray."

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What are you gawking at? Do you think it's funny to see my favorite dress being ripped apart because it can't contain my super curves? It took me ages to find a dress that made even my depowered and plain alter ego look good. And now it's ruined just because I had to transform and save your puny life. So much for my night out. Why did I depower myself for a night out if my supernatural beauty is part of my powers, you ask? That was about the dumbest question I ever heard. Of course it's because no man could survive a night with me. Being like wax in my hands doesn't even begin to describe it. You're not convinced? Then I dare you to find out the hard way. See? NOW you're scared.

First thing I thought when saw this pic was a race. Still...super sexy! Thanks for sharing@

jnw550 wrote: First thing I thought when saw this pic was a race. Still...super sexy! Thanks for sharing@

Now that you mention it, I can imagine this being her victory pose after outrunning the car. The poor driver thought that he had a fighting chance as long as she adhered to running with her high heels intact. It only made his defeat more crushing.

She was probably walking, too.