Principal Kate Spencer was about to leave school and head to her home in the Lafayette Park...when news of a terrorist attack at the Museum of Natural History came across the radio...television and the Internet. "Those people are in danger!...Arthur's there...He's in danger too!...I've got to save him!" resolved Kate as she quickly ducked behind the main administration building on the school compound. After checking to ensure that she was alone...the 40 year old blonde principal removed her large rimmed glasses...and declared..."By the Might of Muscle!!" The simple utterance of these words...caused her to he engulfed in an aura of golden light...initiating an amazing transformation which Kate had undergone many times...whenever innocent lives were in danger. Kate sighed as she felt herself growing taller...stronger...sexier...as her body prepared itself for the challenges that lay ahead for her.
When the light faded...she had grown in height to an even eight feet. She was no longer as muscular she was before.. but slimmer and more curvaceous. Her gold mask was thinner as it still stretched across the upper part of her gorgeous face... that was still framed by her long mane of golden hair... which was now more glossy...but shorter...cascading from the top o her head on to her broad shoulders. Her costume was now changed from the gold bra and G-string to a gold v-slit spaghetti leotard...which barely covered her enhanced curvaceous and muscular golden bronze body. Flexing her massive thighs...MISS MUSCLE...the legendary Sexy Strongwoman of Justice...catapulted herself into the sky and flew towards the downtown district and the Museum of Natural History.
Museum of Natural History
Downtown Detroit
4 pm
Huddled amongst a group of guests who had taken cover behind some display cases as the fighting raged within the swirling clouds of smoke within the Museum...Professor Paula Jones was feeling the urge to change into Ant Girl...but could not...as her teenage student assistant JUAN MARQUEZ was holding on to her. "We have to stay here Professor...until help arrives...No telling who is who" said Juan. The words of the handsome Latino student...who she was secretly attracted to...and with whom she had sex with as Ant Girl...resonated in her mind. In addition to the threat of the Lion Mercenaries...there was also the problem of separating the good guys from the bad guys. From their hiding place...Paula...Juan and the other guests...saw uniformed police officers exchanging gunfire with other uniformed cops and security guards. As they watched this spectacle...three Lion Mercenaries approached from behind. Paula became aware of their presence when she got another red flash. Juan and the other persons became aware when they heard them cock their AK-47's.
"Hail the Lioness!!...Death to traitors!!" they yelled. "No!!" cried Paula...knowing she would not be able to change into Ant Girl in time to save Juan and the other people with them. However before the mercenaries could shoot...an energy bolt came hurtling through the air...striking the lead mercenary in the chest...knocking him against a nearby wall. As the other two mercenaries turned away from the group she was with...Paula saw what they saw...the curvaceous and muscular figure of Scorpion Woman charging towards them through the smoke. Seeing the Lion Mercenaries...and remembering the images of them...the Venomous Vixen was swift and merciless... driving the ball of her left foot hard into the groin of one mercenary... and...with split second timing...felling the other mercenary with a right hand karate chop to the throat.
"Go!!...Now!!" cried Scorpion Woman....her blue eyes looking through the slits of her black sticky mask directly at the lady professor...whose life she had saved. Paula wasted no time in doing as the Venomous Vixen ordered. Feeling her large pink Scorpion Nipples tingle under her thin tight black sticky leotard...Michelle sensed more threats approaching and she turned to face them. Sure enough...four more Lion Mercenaries emerged through the swirling clouds of smoke... levelled their AK-47's at her...and opened fire. Taking evasive action...the Venomous Vixen somersaulted out of the way of their bullets. As the mercenaries stopped to reload...she countered swiftly. Landing in a shooter's crouch...Michelle raised her slender muscular creamy right arm...and fired a pair of energy bolts which hit on mercenary in the head...and another in the chest.
Flexing her large creamy thighs...Scorpion Woman leapt towards the other two mercenaries...who were slow in reloading their rifles...and paid the price. One crumpled to the floor as Michelle's left foot was driven hard into his gut...knocking the wind out of him. The other mercenary dropped his AK-47...and drew a machete. Evading his wild swing... Scorpion Woman countered with a fierce right uppercut to the jaw...which sent this mercenary to the Museum floor to join his other three comrades. "Lioness is here!...I'm sure of it!...She's the one who had me captured...drugged...and tortured...She's going to pay for that!" vowed Michelle as she disappeared into the swirling clouds of smoke...filling the Museum...to search for her enemy. Meanwhile...in another part of the Museum...the Lioness was doing a search of her own.
"This must be the doing of the evil Scorpion Woman!...Hiring men dressed in lion heads and lion pelts to make the people of Detroit think that the Lioness is a criminal!...I must find her and expose her!!" resolved Caprice as she made her way through the swirling clouds of smoke inside of the Museum...as the sounds of gunshots and explosions from other stun grenades...echoed throughout the interior of the Museum. Sensing danger to her left...the Ample Chested African Avenger turned to see two uniformed police officers aiming their pistols at her. " Lower your weapons!...I am the Lioness!" declared Caprice to the two cops. "She's the criminal Scorpion Woman warned us about!" said one officer as he kept his gun trained on the African Avenger. "Right!...She's dangerous!...She's got to die!" replied the second officer.
"I have no intention of dying today!!" countered the Lioness as she exploded into action. With a sweep of her right hand...Caprice effortlessly disarmed both officers of their weapons with the glossy and claw like fingernails of her right hand. Before they could act...she felled one officer by driving the ball of her erotic left bare ebony foot into his gut and delivering a solid left jab into the face of the second officer. As they fell to the floor of the Museum... four other uniformed cops and three security guards drew their pistols and opened fire on the Sexy Superwoman of Luanda. "Kill her!!...Kill her!!" they cried...as the buxom Lioness used her feline agility to evade the wild gunshots from men...who were supposed to be protecting the people at the exhibition...but instead seemed to be the hired help of the Scorpion Woman...who had raped her...and raped her friend Lydia.
"Feel the wrath of the Lioness!! declared Caprice as she attacked them...scattering them effortlessly with a flurry of punches and kicks. Suddenly her instincts warned her of imminent danger...and the Ample Chested African Avenger leapt out of the way...as a laser beam barely missed her awesome chest...and destroyed a marble statue of her 1960's predecessor...that was behind her. Landing on the balls of her erotic bare ebony feet....the Lioness bared her glossy and claw like finger nails... and uttered a low growl...as she looked in the direction from where the blast came from. Caprice's brown eyes widened behind the fixed yellow eyes of her lion cowl mask...as she came face to face with the Russian mercenary ROMANOFF...clad in her bronze exoskeleton. "Scorpion Woman wants you dead!...Your black ass is mine!" declared Romanoff.
"We shall see about that!!" countered the Lioness as she charged towards the brawny Russian. Flexing her massive ebony thighs...Caprice leapt at Romanoff...and staggered the Russian giantess backwards...as she drove the balls of both of her erotic bare ebony feet into the middle of the breastplate of her foe's exoskeleton. However as her erotic bare ebony feet touched the floor...Lioness was surprised to see that Romanoff did not fall to the floor from the force of her powerful kick...which was absorbed into her exoskeleton The Ample Chested African Avenger lunged again...lashing out with her glossy claw like fingernails at the brawny Russian...scratching but not penetrating her exoskeleton. Romanoff lashed out with her muscular right arm...her clenched right fist smashing a statue to dust...as Lioness moved out of the way...at the last minute.
"It will take more than brute strength to stop the Lioness!!" declared Caprice with confidence as she flexed her massive ebony thighs and leapt towards Romanoff... with her glossy claw like fingernails bared at the Russian giantess. "Yes...like this!" quipped Romanoff as she raised her muscular right arm at the leaping Lioness. Already committed to the attack...the Ample Chested African Avenger was unable to react in time ..as a red light flashed on the right wrist of the Russian giantess. "Eh?!...What is that...I must...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNH" groaned the Lioness as a she was shot directly between her enormous ebony breasts...with a laser beam from the cannon on the right wrist of Romanoff's exoskeleton...and was sent hurtling backwards through the air...like a rag doll from the force of the blast.
Shaking off the effects of the blast...Caprice managed to alight safely on the floor...within the smoke filled Museum...but by the time she did...Romanoff had vanished. "That woman is dangerous!...She must be in league with the Scorpion Woman!...I must stop them both!" resolved the African Avenger as she ran back into the battle...disappearing into the thick smoke. In another part of the Museum...four Lion Mercenaries opened fire with their AK-47 assault rifles...shooting two uniformed police officers and two FBI agents...while sending more of the guests they were protecting...running for their lives. Suddenly a shapely figure emerged from the swirling smoke...and there was a flash of light. "Hyahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!...Hyahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!" cried Samurai Girl alighting into their midst and lashing out with her fabled S Katana...cutting off the muzzles of their rifles...and causing them to flee.
Raising her blade above her head...the Sexy Swordswoman gave chase. As the battle raged around him...Detective Arthur Rafferty's mind was struggling to understand what was happening...and to keep him alive. Arthur shot two Lion Mercenaries with his Beretta...as they fired at him...and they fell dead to the floor. As a uniformed cop approached...Arthur thought he had back up...but that thought was erased as that cop pointed an Uzi at him...and he was for--d to shoot him through the head. "This is Detective Rafferty!!...We have officers down!!...Multiple threats inside the Museum!!...Requesting immediate backup!!" yelled Arthur into his walkie talkie. As she flew at top speed towards the Museum of Natural History...Miss Muscle's enhanced hearing allowed her to pick up Arthur's distress call. Hearing the sound of his voice...made her giant golden brown nipples rise under her thin v-slit golden leotard.
"Arthur's in trouble!...I've got to save him!" thought the Herculean Heroine as she descended rapidly towards the Museum...where some of the Lion Mercenaries were battling uniformed police officers and FBI agents on the steps of the Museum. However distracted by her concerns for Arthur's safety...Miss Muscle was oblivious to a more immediate threat...to her. A SWAT police officer on the rooftop of a nearby building...spotted her approach and shouldered a bazooka. Taking aim...he fired a rocket propelled grenade...RPG...which had a distinctive green tip...directly at the Sexy Strongwoman of Justice. The RPG slammed directly into the massive golden bronze bust of the Herculean Heroine...as she descended towards the stone steps of the Museum...sending her hurtling backwards through the air.
"UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNH" groaned Miss Muscle...her muscular golden bronze arms and long muscular golden bronze legs flailing wildly in the air...as the force of the explosion in the middle of he massive bust...was enough to send her hurtling backwards through the air...a green glow surrounding her curvaceous and muscular golden bronze body. Over his walkie-talkie...as he took cover behind an exhibit...and traded gunfire with some of the Lion Mercenaries...Arthur heard news of the events outside of the Museum. "Miss Muscle's been hit...Someone shot her out of the sky,...sent her two blocks back from the Museum" the transmission said. His emotions for the Sexy Strongwoman of Justice...who had long been his idol...and who he suspected was attracted to him...caused Arthur to abandon his duties at the Museum...run outside...jump into his car...and race towards the last known location of Miss Muscle...who needed his help.
Back inside of the thick swirling clouds of smoke inside of the Museum...there were flashes of shimmering steel...as Samurai Girl engaged more of the Lion Mercenaries...with her fabled S-Katana in hand. "Yah!!...Hiyah!!...Yah!!" cried the Sexy Swordswoman...her ample bronze breasts...barely covered by her silver string bra...swaying sexily from side to side...as she wielded her mystic blade as she effortlessly slashed the muzzles off the AK-47 assault rifles of four more mercenaries she encountered as they sought to wreak havoc inside of the Museum. Pulling out their machetes...they rushed the Asian Avenger and sparks flew as she twisted her curvaceous and muscular bronze body...balancing on the balls of her erotic bare bronze feet...as she blocked and parried their attacks with amazing accuracy. From her hiding place...Lydia Carlisle watched Samurai Girl in action...and became concerned as she used her gleaming blade to disarm and disable these mercenaries.
"We had not planned for this heroine...She must be dealt with quickly...or all could be lost for Cyclops International" thought the deep cover spy as she sent a text message on her cell phone. Her S-Katana gripped in her right hand and held above her head...her muscular bronze left arm extended...the open palm of her left hand exposed...her long muscular bronze legs spread wide apart...her erotic bare bronze feet moving slowly across the floor... her tiny silver string bra...straining to cover her big firm bronze breasts...her flimsy silver thong barely hugging the space between her large bronze thighs...her brown eyes looking to the left...and to the right...in the slits of her tiny silver mask...as she moved through the smoke filled environment in side of the Museum...searching for more of these strange men...wearing lion pelts and lion head masks...the sounds of fighting all around her.
In her mind...Nikki Nakomoto was trying to make sense of what was happening to her...and if this was a dream. "No...It's not a dream...This is the S-Katana...the most famous sword in all of Japanese history...The tales my adopted parents in Seattle told me...about the sword having special powers...how it was wielded in feudal Japan by a mighty warrior...called...SAMURAI WOMAN...who brought peace to the land...after years of civil war...caused by warring Samurai clans...the S-Katana was lost for centuries...but somehow...it found its way here...to America...to Detroit...and it summoned me here...to find it...this can only mean...that I am a descendant of Samurai Woman...that I'm to continue her mission...now in this time...that from today...Nikki Nakomoto...is Samurai Girl!!" thought the Asian American teenage girl. "Freeze!...Police!" one of the officers said to the Sexy Swordswoman as he and the four other officers with him got closer to her.
Her thoughts were interrupted...as she saw some figures approaching through the swirling smoke around her. Nikki's brown eyes narrowed in the slits of her tiny silver mask...as she tried to make out whether the figures coming towards her were friends or foes. As they came closer...she noticed several of them were wearing the distinctive uniforms of the Detroit Police Department...with shiny police badges visible on the upper left part of their jackets. Thinking these men were who she believed them to be....Samurai lowered her S-Katana down from above her head...holding it in her right hand. "Relax officers...My name's Samurai Girl!...I'm a super heroine...and I'm here to help..." said Nikki...standing her ground as the officers approached her. She did...Nikki found herself looking at six uniformed police officers...all of them wearing gas masks on their faces. "So are we super chickie" said one of the uniformed cops. " Wait...You're not police officers!" gasped the Sexy Swordswoman as she realised something was amiss.
However before she could act...the six Cyclops International agents...who were disguised as Detroit police officers pulled out grenades from under their jackets... popped the pins...and hurled the grenades directly at the Ample Chested Asian American. Taken completely off guard...Nikki failed to raise her S-Katana in time...and the grenades exploded on the floor directly at her erotic bare bronze feet...and she was quickly engulfed by a thick cloud of green gas. "Fiends!...You'll pay for this...I'll...I'll...Uuuuuuuuh...What's happening...Uuuuuuuuuuuh...My Samurai Nipples...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuh...becoming...so..haa...haaaa...haaaaaaaaard...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...My head...clouding...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...can't concentrate...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...men's hands...all over...my body...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...touching my Samurai Boobs...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...getting weak...men's fingers....playing with my Samurai Nipples....must stop them..Yaaaaaaaaaaaaah...Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah...Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah" moaned Nikki...as she staggered through the thick green cloud of Feminite gas...swinging her S-Katana wildly in all directions...at images of men....appearing before her sleepy brown eyes.
From his hiding place...where his bodyguards had secured him...Mario Vanetti watched the spectacle of Samurai Girl...turned from a super sexy swordswoman fighting for justice...into a hormone raging teenager...who was being made weak by thoughts of sex that were flooding her mind. "That green gas...it's really doing a number on that Jap chick...She's one of those super bitches....What of that stuff works on all of them...If I had that...the Muscle Bitch...the Ant Bimbo...and even the Scorpion Slut wouldn't be able to stop me...I can nail their asses... and they'll be too sexed up to stick their tits into my business...I gotta find out what that is...and who're the ones bringing into Detroit...and cut a deal" vowed Vanetti....as his bodyguards...escorted him through the smoke to the entrance of the Museum...where FBI Special Agent Charlie Morrison was directing rescue operations...in the mobile command centre outside of the Museum. However he had no idea that someone overhead what he said.
Charlie could not understand how security at the Museum could have been compromised so quickly as it had. As he watched the few closed circuit television cameras still operational inside of the Museum...Charlie was unable to get any information as to the whereabouts of Princess Caprice..as other guests at the Museum streamed out the doors in droves...to be escorted to safety by uniformed police officers and FBI agents. Charlie saw the Lion Mercenaries...and unknown men wearing police and security guard uniforms...firing at will at uniformed police officers in different parts of the Museum....making it difficult to tell the good guys from the bad guys. To make matters worse...Detective Arthur Rafferty had abandoned his duty at the Museum...after Miss Muscle was shot out of the sky as she came to help...and he could not raise his partner... Detective Michelle Walker...who was somewhere still inside the Museum.
As he tried to make sense of what was happening an plan some kind of rescue attempt to extract the Luandan princess from the raging battle inside the Museum... certain images appeared across different screens which caught his attention. He saw a masked Asian American teenage girl...in a skimpy silver string bra and silver thong...with a katana in hand...staggering in a daze in one part of the Museum. His curiosity was further aroused when he saw woman with a voluptuous and muscular ebony body...clad in the attire of the newest Lioness...photos of which he had seen in a dossier on her recent appearance in New York City...fighting some of these rogue cops and security guards in another part of the Museum. However it was the last image...that particularly caught his attention.
He saw a woman with a curvaceous and muscular creamy body...clad in a thin tight black attire...her identity concealed by a black stick mask...that covered the upper part of her face...a long braid like a scorpion's tail behind her head...and a silver scorpion insignia proudly displayed between her huge firm creamy breasts. "Scorpion Woman...She's here" gasped Charlie...as he remembered the secret video footage he obtained of the Venomous Vixen as she led a group of super heroines in Jamaica a few months back... to expose and shut down the criminal schemes of the MAD RED CIRCUS. Charlie had privately been compiling data on super-powered women...who he envisioned as members of an elite team to stop threats regular law enforcement could not. With the situation inside the Museum being so volatile...Charlie knew he could not go after the Scorpion Woman as he wanted to. "What the hell is going here?" thought Charlie.
Back inside of the Museum...Scorpion Woman had only one thought on her mind as she moved swiftly through the swirling clouds of smoke inside the Museum...taking on the Lion Mercenaries in a running battle. "Where is she?!!" cried Michelle as she blasted a mercenary in the chest with an energy bolt from the silver Scorpion Ring on her right middle finger. Her large pink Scorpion Nipples tingled under her thin tight black sticky leotard...warning her of danger...as two more mercenaries came charging at her with machetes. Evading the first of these mercenaries... the Venomous Vixen immobilised him with a left hand karate chop to the base of his spine. As he collapsed to the floor... she extended her long muscular creamy right leg...driving the ball of her right foot solidly into the gut of the other machete wielding mercenary. "Where is the Lioness?!!" cried Scorpion Woman as this mercenary joined his comrade on the floor...unable to answer her question.
In another part of the smoke-filled Museum...Princess Caprice had questions of her own...in her alter ego of the Lioness...as she battled undercover Cyclops International agents...who were disguised as uniformed police officers and Museum security guards. "Where is the Scorpion Woman?!" cried Caprice as she slashed at two officers...with her glossy claw like fingernails...and they fell to the floor...clutching their bleeding faces in pain. Flexing her large ebony thighs...the African Avenger leapt at another rogue officer... planting the ball of her erotic left ebony bare foot into the middle of his chest...and delivering the ball of her erotic right ebony bare foot into the groin of a rogue security guard...as she leapt over the cop's falling body. Sensing danger...Caprice somersaulted out of the way as a red laser beam shot past her voluptuous and muscular ebony body.
Landing on the balls of her erotic bare ebony feet...she saw the towering figure of the Russian mercenary Romanoff...in her bronze exoskeleton...standing nearby...with her left wrist cannon aimed at her. "You are too late Lioness...I am going to r@?3* and kill your friend...Lydia Carlisle...and you can't stop me!" boasted Romanoff as she turned and disappeared into the thick swirling smoke behind her. As she uttered those words...Caprice's brown eyes drooped sleepily for a second behind the fixed yellow eyes of her lion head cowl mask...as the hypnotic conditioning that Lydia gave her at the Luandan Embassy kicked in. "Yes...must save Lydia...from the evil Scorpion Woman!" cried the Lioness as she stood up...and ran after the Russian giantess...who she believed was going to kill Lydia...who she felt a powerful unexplained attraction to.
In another part of the Museum...Samurai Girl was thinking of nothing...except erotic thoughts of men...groping her ample bronze breasts...fondling her puffy golden brown nipples that were barely contained under her flimsy silver bra...and fingered in her virgin cunt by many men...all at once.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh....What's...happening...to me...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...Samurai...Nipples...haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaard...Men's fingers playing with them...over...and...over...again...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...Men's fingers...inside...my Samurai...Cuuuuuuuuuuuuunt... Uuuuuuuuuuuuuh
can't think..Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...never felt...so weak...so...sexy...so...weak..." moaned Nikki...her brown eyes barely open in the slits of her silver mask...the blade of the S-Katana scraping the Museum floor...as the fingers of her right hand struggled to hold on to it.
She felt the movements of her curvaceous and muscular bronze body becoming increasingly sluggish. Her brown eyes fluttered in the slits of her silver mask...as her head began to spin...and her vision became blurry...as the hardness in her virgin teen nipples and the growing wetness in her aching teenage cunt...became unbearable. "I...I...I'm going...to...going to...Uh...Uuuh...Uuuuuh...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh" moaned Samurai Girl...her brown eyes rolling up in the slits of her silver mask...her S-Katana falling to the floor...as she had a massive orgasm...from the effects of the Feminite gas...and collapsed on to the floor on her knees...her head bowed...as she faded into unconsciousness. However before the Sexy Swordswoman's curvaceous and muscular bronze body hit the floor...hands held her arms...stopping that from happening.
Professor Paula Jones...holding Samurai Girl's right arm...and her teenage Latino assistant Juan Marquez holding her left arm...prevented Samurai Girl from joining her sword on the Museum floor...and they dragged her behind some stone columns out of sight. Paula and Juan gently laid the young heroine on her back behind the columns. Juan retrieved the S-Katana and laid it on the floor next to Samurai Girl. "Who is she Paula?" asked Juan as they gazed upon the unconscious Samurai Girl...watching her shapely bronze mounds rising and falling under her flimsy silver bra...and trickles of white cum...running down her inner thighs. "I don't know Juan...but she'll be safe here...from the police and the criminals...We better get ourselves to safety" said Paula. Juan nodded and they headed for the entrance of the Museum. As they departed...they did not see the unconscious Samurai Girl revert to the unconscious Nikki Nakomoto.
Remembering what she heard Mario Vanetti planning...Paula knew this was something she would have to investigate as Ant Girl. Similarly...in the FBI mobile command centre outside of the Museum... FBI Special Agent Charlie Morrison was making plans of his own...as he monitored the efforts by the FBI agents and Detroit Police to get people out of the Museum. "There's something bigger going on here...This is no ordinary terrorist strike...This is a well planned operation...by a major criminal organisation...local law enforcement is clearly compromised...and I can't take the chance that whoever's behind this doesn't also have moles in our local FBI assets...I'm going to need some help...and I know just who to call..." thought Charlie as he dialled a number on his phone which he knew by heart.
Nassau, Bahamas
10 pm.
JACINTA JACKSON...was awakened from sleep...by the ringing of her cell phone. Brushing aside a strand of her long mane of shiny black hair...which fell across her forehead...Jacinta got out from under the covers of the bed in her hotel suite...revealing her shapely athletic ebony body...her erotic ebony bare feet...with sexy toes with clear and glossy toenails...charting a path through the clothes that were strewn on the floor of the suite...her shapely ebony mounds swaying sexily from side to side... her thick black nipples in a state of semi-hardness and erectness...as she reached the table where her cell phone was ringing. Standing with her erotic right ebony bare foot flat on the floor...her erotic left ebony foot raised on its ball...Jacinta took the call.
"Go for ACTION" said Jacinta...referring to the name that everyone who knew her...often called her by. "Jacinta...It's Charlie...Vacation's over...Got a situation in Detroit...and I need your help" said FBI Special Agent Charlie Morrison on the other end of the line. The sexy 22 year old African American woman...glanced at the other items on the table. A holster with a Glock 22 pistol in it....and her open wallet showing her badge...the badge belonging to FBI Special Agent...Jacinta "Action" Jackson. She glanced briefly at the naked man who was sleeping in the bed next to her....who was just one of many she had meaningless sex with. "You got me Charlie...I'll be on the next plane" the sexy FBI agent promised her superior.
Scorpion Nest
Detroit waterfront
6 pm
Seated before the main computer console in the Nest's command centre...Trey Johnson paused work on his special armour...to monitor live footage of the terrorist attack taking place at the Museum of Natural History...where Princess Caprice of Luanda had gone to open a special exhibition about her homeland as part of her goodwill visit to Detroit. As he watched the police officers and FBI agents escorting people out of the Museum...Trey's concerns were only for one person. "Stinger...Have you been able to locate Amazon?" asked Trey. "Yes Master Trey...Mistress is still inside...it is difficult to track her...but she is engaged in battle...Communications are down inside of the Museum...but my sensors have been able to detect multiple combatants...all well armed...traces of the same radiation which was i detected on Mistress' body...and the presence of another female with enhanced abilities" reported the alien AI.
"That's got to be the Lioness!...This whole thing is a set up...I got to get down there..." said Trey. "Negative Master Trey...The armour is not fully ready for combat...and since Miss Muscle was shot down by an unknown projectile with the Feminite radiation...law enforcement's presence on the ground and in the air has been considerably reinforced....Mistress would not want you to put yourself in harm's way...I would advise against intervention" said Stinger. Looking at the various news feeds coming into the command centre...as well as the national security channels that Stinger had hacked into undetected...Trey could see police and FBI helicopters inbound...and their SWAT teams were also en route on the ground.
While he knew logically that Stinger was right...Trey's fear for Michelle's safety determined his next course of action. "We can't let Amazon handle this on her own...She's not herself...She could get arrested...injured...or worse...I'm not going to let that happen...I'm going out there Stinger!...Keep me posted on what's going down!" said Trey as he leapt out of the chair...and ran to his van. Getting behind the wheel...he tumbled the ignition...and put on a special headset to keep in touch with Stinger.
"Acknowledged Master Trey...Good luck" replied the AI as Trey drove out of the Scorpion Nest. Once clear of the warehouse...Trey tapped a sequence of buttons on a special control panel before him...allowing an energy portal to open up before him...teleporting his van closer to the action. "I'm coming Amazon!" thought Trey as the teleportation process began.
Museum of Natural History
6.30 pm
Her huge firm creamy breasts bobbing sexily underneath her thin tight black sticky leotard...her silver scorpion insignia shining between them...her slender muscular creamy arms and long muscular creamy legs moving in tandem...Scorpion Woman continued her running battle through the smoke-filled Museum against the Lion Mercenaries...her anger growing as she slowly took them out one by one. "Where is she?!!" cried Michelle as she sent three mercenaries sprawling along the floor with a volley of three energy bolts from the silver scorpion ring on her right middle finger. Grabbing the right wrist of another mercenary as he lunged at her with a machete in hand... the Venomous Vixen sent him crashing against a stone column....then dropped into a shooter's crouch and nailed two more Lion Mercenaries...in their lion head masks with another pair of energy bolts. "Where is the Lioness?!" demanded Michelle.
As if in answer to her question...Michelle felt her large pink Scorpion Nipples tingle underneath her thin tight black sticky leotard. Turning her head to her left...she saw the unmistakeable towering figure of Romanoff running through the smoke...down a corridor that led away from where the main fighting between the mercenaries...police and FBI was taking place. Then she saw another figure...a smaller shapely woman.. running like a cat...following Romanoff. Memories of the Lioness... her fixed yellow eyes... glaring at her...the feel of men's hands on her huge firm creamy Scorpion Breasts...her large pink Scorpion Nipples and her pink Scorpion Cunt being abused...the aroma of chloroform...a green light which made her feel weak...sleepy and sexy... intensified in her mind. "There she is!" Time to finish this!" vowed Michelle and followed them down the same corridor.
Princess Caprice had the same idea as she ran after the Russian giantess Romanoff. "This Russian fiend is in league with the evil Scorpion Woman!...She raped Lydia!...She orchestrated this entire attack to scuttle my mission of goodwill...I will apprehend the Russian and she will lead me to her employer...the Scorpion Woman!" vowed Lioness...her massive ebony breasts bobbing sexily under her thin lion pelt crop top...as she closed in on Romanoff...as the Russian giantess...entered a large hall filled with several statues of people and animals...made of stone and marble. "This ends now!!" snarled Caprice as she flexed her massive ebony thighs and leapt towards Romanoff....her glossy and claw like fingernails bared. However before she could strike...an energy bolt came flying through the air...striking her solidly in her six pace abdomen.
"UNNNNNNNNH" groaned Caprice as she was thrown off course...her back slammed into a statue and she fell to the floor on her hands and knees. Romanoff looked up...and saw a familiar figure entering the hallway. "Boss!...Thank God you're here!...She tried to kill me!" cried Romanoff who quickly turned and ran down another corridor. "What?!!" cried Scorpion Woman...baffled by her Russian nemesis' words...as she entered the hall. However she had no time to process those words...as an enraged Lioness...upon catching sight of her...and remembering the thoughts which Lydia implanted in her brain when she drugged her in the Luandan Embassy...leapt towards her with a savage roar...like her animal namesake. Twisting her curvaceous and muscular creamy body...the Venomous Vixen barely managed to evade the leaping Lioness...whose claws decimated a statue behind her.
Landing on the balls of her erotic bare ebony feet....drooling at the mouth...thoughts of Lydia in her mind...Caprice turned an came face to face for the first time with the woman she believed to be her enemy. She stood up...kept on snarling like an animal...and bared her glossy claw like fingernails at her opponent. "You are a criminal!!...You raped my friend Lydia!!...You have committed an act of terrorism against my homeland of Luanda!!...You must die!!" declared the Lioness. Michelle's blue eyes focused...in the slits of her black sticky mask...on the woman who she believed was responsible for kidnapping...drugging...and abusing her.
The Venomous Vixen raised her slender muscular creamy arms...clenched her fists and spread her long muscular creamy legs slightly...assuming a fighting stance as she squared off against the African Avenger. "Shut up tabby!!...You brought Russian mercenaries into my city!!...You drugged me!!...Threatened the life of someone I love!!...You just bit off more than you can chew bitch!!...Come on!!...Come on!!...Let's do this!!" countered Scorpion Woman. From opposite ends of the hall...Scorpion Woman and the Lioness charged towards one another...their hatred for each other unleashed...their powers at the height...as they met in the middle of the hall filled with statues...commencing the start of an epic battle.
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