Scorpion Woman v Black Tigress

Downtown Detroit
10 pm

VINCE RIZZOLI ran through the darkened alleyways towards the location where he had left his car. The seasoned criminal had carried out the job he was ordered to do by his employer MARIO VANETTI. Publicly known as a billionaire businessman and aspiring city councilman, Vanetti was the godfather of the city's Italian mafia...silently trying to take control of Detroit.

Rizzoli had just killed former scientist ELI HIRSCH..who could have exposed Vanetti's true criminal nature. Moments earlier, Hirsch was the mutant SPLIT...that was running rampant through the city...seemingly unstoppable. Beaten into submission by the city's most feared vigilante SCORPION WOMAN...Split fled , slowly changing back to Eli Hirsch.

Vince found Hirsch surrounded by Scorpion Woman...a cop he did'nt know...and the ebony vigilante called ANT GIRL..who seemed to be arguing over what to do with Hirsch. Vince knew what he had to do and shot Eli dead. With the police searching the area for Scorpion Woman...Vince knew he had to get away before they found him.

But he neared the alley where his car was parked...Vince was surprised when Ant Girl alighted in front of him. "Rizzoli!!...You're not going anywhere!!" declared the Buxom Bug. Rizzoli glared at the voluptuous and muscular ebony heroine standing in front of her...all aspects of her awesome body highlighted by her thin tight bright red costume...especially the boob window in the middle
of her leotard which offered a glimpse of her large firm ebony bust.

"Screw you black bitch!!" snarled Rizzoli as he went for his gun. Ant Girl extended her long muscular right ebony leg...kicking the gun out of his right hand with her right foot. She followed through with a left fist to the jaw. But the Buxom Bug's battle with Split had drained her significantly and she wasn't able to deliver enough power to put the Italian mobster down for the count...but just staggered him.


Desperate to escape, knowing the consequences should he be caught, Vince countered with a right fist driven into the middle of the Buxom Bug's awesome ebony cleavage. "UUUUUUUUUNH" groaned Ant Girl...acknowledging that she had been hurt. Vince took advantage...shoving his hands through the boob window of the Busty Ebony Superwoman's top...and groping her huge firm ebony mounds.

"UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNH...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNH...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNH" groaned Ant Girl offering less and less resistance...as she felt Vince's hands crudely squeezing her massive ebony mounds...making her semi hard big thick black nipples rapidly become hard and erect again. They fell to the ground with Vince on top of her. He pulled the heroine's breasts of her top's boob window and kept on groping them.


"UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH...UUUUUUuuuuuuuuuuuh...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuh...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh"
groaned Ant Girl...her brown eyes becoming heavy in the slits of her red mask...as she became dizzier and sleepier with each passing second...as Vince groped her breasts...pinching and rotating her hard and erect nipples.

"Gonna nail your black ass now bitch!" sneered Vince..as he watched the Buxom Bug weakening beneath him. Behind the mask of Ant Girl...PROFESSOR PAULA JONES...knew the seasoned criminal was right.The battle with Split had sapped her super strength more than she had realised. Now Rizzoli was expertly nailing her in her ample, super erogenous ebony breasts and nipples.Paula's eyes grew heavy with sleep...the image of Vince looking down at her blurring.

"Can't handle...much more...of this...will be unconscious soon...if he doesn't unmask me...the police will...have to act...before it's too late " thought Paula. With a final effort...Ant Girl grabbed Rizzoli's wrists and flung him off her. As he landed on the ground three feet away...Paula flexed her huge ebony thighs...leapt on to the rooftop of a nearby building...and made her escape.

Vince got to his feet. He was angry and aroused by what had just happened. He had been obssessed with screwing Ant Girl since she appeared months ago. With police swarming all over the area, Vince knew he had to get away. "This ain't over Ant Slut" vowed Rizzoli as he got into his Chevy...started the engine and drove away.


West Village
Detroit
10.15 pm

"Nnnnnnnn...Nnnnnnn...Nnnnnnn" moaned SCORPION GIRL...her brown eyes fluttering in the slits of the black sticky mask which stretched across the upper part of her face...as she was for--d to inhale copious amounts of chloroform from the thick cotton pad being pressed firmly over her nose and mouth.

Holding the pad...MICHAEL VANETTI...the teenage nephew of Mario Vanetti...watched the struggles of the Lusty Latina's voluptuous and muscular brown body get slower and slower atop a bed in the posh townhouse his uncle bought for him.He had ambushed and captured Scorpion Girl while she was searching for the mutant beast which wrecked the New Centre One mall in downtown Detroit.

He brought her back to his townhouse...stripped her down to her mask, black sticky gloves and the silver Scorpion Bracelet on her right wrist. The Lusty Latina lay sprawled on her back...her muscular brown arms and thick muscular brown arms at full stretch...strong ropes binding her black sticky gloved hands and her erotic bare brown feet to opposite ends of the bed.

Michael was aroused as he watched Scorpion Girl's naked immense firm brown breasts heaving rapidly up and down as she sucked in the chloroform...her big puffy dark brown nipples hard, erect and bullet shaped. Between her huge brown thighs...her dark brown cunt was wet and shiny...shaped like a camel toe...the thick glossy black pubic bush between her thighs shiny and damp...soaked with her own cum.

Michael kept the room dark so the Lusty Latina would not see his face. His dick stiffened under his pants as he watched her head roll slowly from side to side as if she was having a nightmare...her eyelids getting heavier as she inhaled the chloroform.He
decided to torment her some more and removed the pad from her face.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuh...Where...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...Who...Uuuuuuuuuuuh...Uuuuuuuuuuuuh...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh" moaned GINA CORTES...her brown eyes fluttering in the slits of the black sticky mask of Scorpion Girl. Her mind was blur as to what had happened since was pursuing the mutant brute Split. She remembered being grabbed, groped and chloroformed from behind, being for--d to orgasm...then smell her own cum and passing out.


She looked up and through her hazy vision...saw the silhouette of a man standing in darkness around her. The Lusty Latina tried to move but felt the strong tug of the ropes that were binding her hands and feet to the bed. "This'll change your tune bitch!" sneered Vanetti as he clamped the cotton pad over Gina's nose and mouth with his left hand. "NNNNN...NNNNNNNN...NNNNNNNNNN" protested Scorpion Girl, shaking her head vigorously from side to side...trying to get the pad off her face...as she inhaled a fresh dose of chloroform.

Gina felt her head spin again...as the chloroform intensified feelings of erotic arousal and fatigue in her voluptuous and muscular brown body. Michael smiled as he watched the Lusty Latina's brown eyes fluttering in the slits of her black sticky mask as the chloroform took effect. "Maybe I'll take off your mask...find out who you are" sneered Michael as he pressed the chloroform-soaked cotton pad firmly down over Gina's nose and mouth.

"NNNNNNNNNNNNNN...NNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN...NNNNNNNNNNNNNN" pleaded Scorpion Girl, shaking her head violently from side to side, afraid that someone else was about to learn her secret identity. "Or maybe...I'll just do...this" sneered Michael as he shoved his right index finger into the Lusty Latina's wet and throbbing dark brown cunt and worked it inside her sex like a drill.

"NNNNNNNNNNNN...NNNNNNNNNNNNNNN...NNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN...NNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN" screamed Scorpion Girl into the pad, her black sticky gloved fists clenched...the sexy toes of her erotic bare brown feet curled...tugging in futility at her
bonds as Michael fingered her relentlessly in her aching and wet cunt.

"Uuuuuuuuuuh...Scorpion Pussy...Uuuuuuuuuuh..hurts so much...Uuuuuuuuuuh...someone nailing me good... Scorpion Tits...sooo
….haaaaaaaard….gotta...gotta...breathe...the...chloroform...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...so out of it...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuh..so screwed
...can't...hold on...gotta...gotta…" thought Gina...unable to resist the pressure building inside her aching and wet sex any longer.

"NN..NNN...NNNN...NNNNN...NNNNNN...NNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn"
moaned the Lusty Latina into the cotton pad...her voluptuous and muscular brown body surging atop the bed...then collapsing as Michael brought her to a massive orgasm. Gina went totally limp atop the bed...her black sticky gloved fists unclenching while wide spaces appeared between the sexy toes of her erotic bare brown feet...as her depleted Scorpion Strength abandoned her.

Michael smiled as he watched Scorpion Girl's head roll against her left shoulder...her brown eyes closing in the slits of her black sticky mask as she succumbed to unconsciousness again. With the fingers of his right hand, Michael played with Gina's cum soaked bush of glossy black pubic hair between her thick brown thighs. "Yeah...All those 'super powers'...nail you in the boobs and cunt...Bam...You're out like a light!" scoffed Michael.


He looked at the black sticky mask covering the upper part of her face. For a moment, Michael contemplated removing it to find out who she really was. "You some kind a hottie under that mask or a nerd?" wondered the Italian teen conman...as the fingers of his right hand traced the outline of Scorpion Girl's black stick mask. But he refrained from taking it off. "Not yet...I'm going to
dump your ass someplace...but leave you with a little something" sneered Michael as he looked down at the unconscious Scorpion Girl.

North End
Detroit
11.30 pm

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuh...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuh" groaned Scorpion Girl...feeling great soreness in her naked immense firm brown breasts and her dark brown cunt...as she slowly regained consciousness to find herself...naked except for her mask, gloves and bracelet amongst some bushes in a dimly lit, rundown park. "Uuuuuuuuuuh...It happened...again...Uuuuuuuuuuh...My Scorpion Boobs...
My Scorpion Pussy...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuh..hurt...Someone captured me...drugged me...with chloroform...nailed me...over and over
...for--d me...Uuuuuuuuuuuh...to cum...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuh..so wasted..." groaned Gina...


The Lusty Latina crawled on her hands and knees on the grass to where her thin tight black sticky v-slit leotard, silver belt and
black sticky ankle high boots lay. "What??!!" gasped Scorpion Girl as she peeled a note that was attached to her leotard. “Had fun, next time I’ll have you make me cum”, the note read. Gina immediately became puzzled and worried.

"Who tamed me??...Was it SHANICE??!!..Does someone else know who I am??" thought the Lusty Latina...as she donned the rest
of her flimsy attire. Gina knew her arch rival at Carver High School Shanice Wilson had an incriminating video of her being unmasked, drugged and erotically tortured which she threatened to make public unless she did whatever she wanted.

Was Shanice responsible for what happened to her or was someone else? But the more pressing concern Gina was getting back to her foster home in Midtown before her foster parents...FRANK and BEVERLY ANDERSON knew she was missing. Raising her right muscular brown arm...the Lusty Latina fired a Scorpion Line from the silver Scorpion Bracelet on her right wrist...flexed her huge brown thighs...launched herself into the air and swung away.


New Centre
Detroit
5 am

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuh" sighed DETECTIVE MICHELLE WALKER...her blue eyes slowly opening as she awoke from sleep in the bedroom
of her apartment. Stretching her slender muscular creamy arms and long muscular creamy legs...the beauteous policewoman climbed out of her bed. The sheets fell off revealing that she was completely naked...except for a silver ring which she always wore on her right middle finger. This ordinary looking ring allowed Michelle to change into the city's most feared vigilante the
SCORPION WOMAN...whenever she needed to.


Michelle walked over to her nearby bathroom, stepped into the shower and turned on the water. "Ooooooh...Ahhhhhh" sighed the beauteous policewoman as the warm water from the shower washed over every inch of her naked curvaceous and muscular creamy body which was considerably enhanced whenever she was Scorpion Woman...and accentuated by her tight black armoured leotard.
She lathered up with body wash...her hands gently massaging her huge firm creamy breasts and the space between her huge creamy thighs with great care.


Rinsing off the body wash...Michelle stepped out of the shower...dried off her loose shoulder length black hair...and the rest of her incredible body. Clad in a towel that was wrapped around her small curvy waist...her huge firm creamy breasts swaying freely...Michelle walked into her kitchen...turned on the coffee maker and then the television. She saw her silver Scorpion Ring
glow. "Good morning STINGER" said Michelle as she poured herself a cup of coffee as soon as the coffee was ready.


"Good morning Mistress...You will be pleased to know there were no other incidents last night" said the alien artificial intelligence (AI) in the voice of an English butler, referring to the battle she had with the mutant ogress Split. The morning news on several channels were all talking about the battle inside of the NEW CENTRE ONE Mall between Scorpion Woman, Scorpion Girl and Ant Girl. "Thanks...I could use some rest" said Michelle taking a sip of her coffee as she curled up on her living room sofa and watched the news footage from the night before.

The Venomous Vixen felt her naked big puffy pink nipples stiffen slightly...and tingling sensations of warmth between her huge creamy thighs...as pictures played on the screen...featuring her new partner JIMMY KOWALSKI...being interviewed by the press in the alleyway where Split...aka DR ELI HIRSCH...met her/his demise. She thought about her interactions with him in her regular identity and as Scorpion Woman.

She thought about emotions she felt when she was with him. Emotions she had not allowed herself to feel for a long time. "Mistress?...Is everything all right?" asked Stinger as he interrupted her thoughts. "Yes Stinger...I'm fine" replied Michelle.
"You are thinking about the young detective...James Kowalski?" asked the alien AI. "Yes...It's difficult not to..." replied Michelle, setting down her coffee mug on a nearby table.

She propped her head up with her right hand and listened to Jimmy being interviewed by the press about the incident. "What about the Scorpion Woman?...There's speculation she was working with the beast called Split" a reporter asked. "There's no evidence to support that...Remember everyone's innocent until proven guilty..." said Jimmy as he ended the interview an made his way through the crowd of reporters at the crime scene.

As she watched the rookie detective on television, Michelle's left hand slipped under the towel wrapped around her small curvy waist...her left index and middle fingers' gently stroking her pink Scorpion Clitoris...nestled in the middle of her neatly trimmed
bush of glossy black pubic hair...remembering how good his hands felt on her body...especially on her Scorpion Breasts...and how she silently wanted him to go inside her Scorpion Cunt.

"Mmmmm" sighed Michelle dreamily, her eyelids becoming heavy...fantasising about this...as she toyed with her own sex.
"Mistress...I do not wish to interrupt...but...should you not be leaving soon?" asked Stinger. The AI's words brought Michelle back
to reality. "Yes Stinger...You're right...I do need to get going" replied Michelle. Getting off the sofa, Michelle walked into her bedroom to get dressed for work. In the back of her mind, the Venomous Vixen was eager to see Jimmy again.

FBI Headquarters
Washington DC
7 am

FBI analyst/agent TREY JOHNSON was sitting in the office of FBI Special Agent TONI CARLTON. Having just returned from an assignment in Africa...Trey was being debriefed by Carlton...who took charge of his division whenever his immediate superior...FBI Special Agent CHARLIE MORRISON was away...as he was now. But no one knew that Carlton was in fact a double agent for the shadowy international conglomerate CYCLOPS INTERNATIONAL...or that Trey was under Cyclops' control thanks to a microchip in his brain.

"Most of the Feminite was permanently sealed inside of the mine...but some was taken to TIGORA...our team was able to recover most of the ore that was already extracted" reported Trey as Toni used a microwave transmitter to activate the chip in his brain. Considered one of the FBI's brightest minds, Cyclops International decided to put him under their control when he was getting too close to discovering the conglomerate's activities while investigating the murder of transport billionaire WILLIAM WALKER.


Toni was ordered to ensure that Trey remained under Cyclops' control, carry out their agenda and thwart attempts by the FBI or anyone else to stop them. "Very good Agent Johnson...but some of that Feminite was stolen from our agents...taken to BENGALI...
on India's northern border...events there have caused the thieves to come to the United States...with the Feminite...Our intelligence states they have sought refuge in your hometown of Detroit" said Carlton.

"Yes...What are your orders?" asked Trey, his mind a blank slate for Cyclops to write upon. "Your mission is simple...Locate where this group...the SKULL SOCIETY has taken the Feminite in Detroit...and retrieve the Feminite...we will have Cyclops agents at your disposal...Do you understand?" asked Toni rhetorically.

"Yes...I understand" replied Trey in his trance. Toni switched off the transmitter and Trey returned to his normal state. "That will be all Agent Johnson" said Toni. "Yes ma'am" replied Trey as he left her office, not remembering anything except he was going back
to Detroit on FBI business.

Downtown Detroit
9 am

Dressed in her sunglasses, brown leather jacket, white shirt, blue jeans and brown leather boots, Detective Michelle Walker
dismounted her Harley Chopper as as arrived outside the 7th Precinct building. Uniformed and plainclothes officers cut a wide berth as Michelle entered the building..with a coffee carrier in her left hand...making her way up to the second floor of the building...where the squad room was located.

The reaction in the squad room with the officers there...as she made her way to her desk and sat down. Michelle took off her sunglasses and looked around for her new partner.She saw him in the office in the middle of the squad room with her former partner...now superior...Captain Arthur Rafferty. Michelle could see that Arthur was pissed.

No doubt jealous that Jimmy was in the spotlight for his heroism for chasing down Split alone. She figured he was also pissed because he failed to arrest Scorpion Woman yet again. Jimmy walked out of Rafferty's office, brushing back some strands of his short brown hair from his face...taking a few deep breaths to compose himself.

The rookie cop was surprised to reach his desk to find a cup of coffee on it and his partner with a look of concern on her face. "Have some coffee, it'll make you feel better" said Michelle with a smile. Jimmy looked at the coffee cup, then at Michelle,
then back at the cup again. The rookie detective sat down at his desk and took a long sip from the cup, with Michelle looking on.

Jimmy set the cup down on his desk. Michelle was a little surprised and a little hurt when Jimmy dove immediately into the paperwork on his desk. "A thank you would be nice" said Michelle. "Thanks" replied Jimmy as he leafed through the papers on his desk. Michelle bit her lower lip. She felt anger rising inside of her. But she didn't want to unleash it on Jimmy.

"Listen...Kowalski...I just want to apologise..for how I acted when you came to my apartment...You were trying to be nice...being a good partner...I..." began Michelle. "Walker...It's ok...You don't need to pretend...Nearly everyone in this precinct except my old
beat partner doesn't think I can cut it as a detective...the captain put me with you because you don't like partners...So let's try to make the best of a bad situation...ok?" replied Jimmy in a firm but low voice not to attract attention of any other officers in the squad room.

Michelle nodded and got down to work, typing on her keyboard. Though his reaction should have angered her, it didn't. As she watched her young partner at work, Michelle had a good feeling about him.In his mind, Jimmy felt bad about being cold towards Michelle. Though she had a reputation for being something of an ice queen, Jimmy knew she was a good cop.

He found it curious he felt the same way about Scorpion Woman, even though she treated him like an outlet for sexual relief and knocked him out twice. Jimmy had conflicted feelings for both his partner and the Venomous Vixen. He wasn't sure how to
handle either woman. For now, Jimmy felt his best bet was to be wary of both of them and see where things went.

Mexican Town
Detroit
Noon

HECTOR RUIZ..returned to his palatial hacienda located in the heart of the Latino dominated district. He was frustrated after losing a vote in a heated City Council debate to his arch rival Mario Vanetti. While known as billionaire businessman and philanthropist
from Tijuana, few people knew he was EL MANO...leader of the powerful Mexican crime cartel...LOS MANOS BLANCOS.

In the aftermath of Split's demise, the Manos Blancos had suffered a series of setbacks. In Detroit, it was mainly due to the Italian mafia who seemed to be getting silent support from Vanetti. Back in Tijuana, the famous Mexican heroine COUGAR WOMAN was disrupting the remnants of the Manos Blancos operations which were still active there.

Ruiz marched into his study where his deputyMIGUEL SALA stood..together with a man wearing a black hood and cloak and two other men in crimson and black garb. "Miguel!...Who are these people?!" yelled Hector. The man in the black cloak turned around. He pulled back his hood to reveal the golden skull mask of the MAHAR...leader of the Skull Society.

"No need for alarm Senor Ruiz...I come to you as an ally...We are both leaders...We have both suffered misfortune...I come to you with a proposal...a gift...to change our fortunes...if you would give my followers and I refuge" said the Mahar. "All right amigo..
.I will hear you" replied Hector and listened to what the Mahar had to say.

Carver High School
Downtown Detroit
4 pm

Dressed in a baggy shirt, jacket, jeans and sneakers...her shoulder length black hair peeking out from under a baseball cap on her head...Gina Cortes made her way out of the school compound as another day of classes came to an end. The day...like many others...was one she went through on auto pilot...always wary of what her rival Shanice would make her do...to prevent her from exposing her secret identity as Scorpion Girl.

It was a small comfort to the teen Latina tomboy that Shanice was preoccupied with a new threat in the form of Michael Vanetti...rich teen Italian nephew of Mario Vanetti. Flashing his charm, good looks, money and sports car...Michael turned the
heads of many girls at school...including many of Shanice's cheerleader minions.

Also strong and athletically built...Michael made it on to the school's football, basketball, baseball and soccer teams in quick time. This swayed some Shanice's male minions to his side. Through the crowd of students leaving the compound, Gina saw Ed leaving. These days, his looks in her direction were getting less. She wished she told him her secret before Shanice blackmailed her.

But Gina knew she couldn't tell Ed she was Scorpion Girl or admit her feelings for him until she freed herself from Shanice's blackmail and found out who drugged and raped her, 24 hours earlier. As she boarded her train for Midtown, Gina resolved to change later into Scorpion Girl and go looking for her attacker.


Mexican Town
Detroit
8 pm

Miss Muscle made a graceful arc as she flew high over the Latino dominated district of the city. The cool night air brushed her eight foot voluptuous and muscular golden tanned body...barely covered by a thin golden v-slit leotard...her long mane of golden hair trailing behind her as she made one of her routine patrols over her adopted city. Principal KATE SPENCER had waited until the last of the students and staff at Carver High School had left before changing into Miss Muscle and going out on patrol.

It was something she did in her hometown of ALPHA CITY...in the Midwest...before personal reasons caused her to leave and seek out a new life elsewhere...retiring as a super heroine. She had been in Detroit for months. Found a new home and job. Her super powers returned when Kate sensed evil in Detroit. However as she flew over Mexican Town, Miss Muscle thought about different her life was in Detroit.

In Alpha City, her battles against super powered and ordinary criminals were legendary. Though suffering several defeats, she always prevailed in the end. She always fought alone. In Detroit, she had to contend both with criminals and masked female vigilantes. In the latter, the Scorpion Woman proved to be an unbeatable foe.

Despite her super strength and power of flight, Kate knew she had no defence against the Venomous Vixen's potent energy blasts...having been knocked unconscious for hours by them each time they fought. Scorpion Woman was also a skilled hand to hand combatant...and always knew how to defeat her. The criminals in Detroit were also more cunning and determined than the ones she fought back in Alpha City.

In Alpha City, the lines between good and evil were clear. Not so much here in Detroit. City councilman Mario Vanetti said all the right things but Kate could not shake a lingering feeling that Vanetti was hiding something. Arthur Rafferty seemed to be a good cop. But since his promotion to captain, he seemed to be corrupted by the city's internal politics. The only constant was the admiration her nephew Billy had for her as Miss Muscle.

He was the only person who knew her secret and the only person in her life who cared for her. Remembering how she got her super powers as a teenager, Kate wondered if all that was happening meant her time as Miss Muscle was drawing to an end. As she contemplated all these thoughts...the Sexy Strongwoman had no idea that she had drifted off her pre-planned flight path and into the sights of the Skull Society's top assassin...CRIMSON QUIVER.

The Ace Archer reached into his quiver, took out a pair of arrows and fitted them to his bowstring. Raising his bow...he tracked the unsuspecting Miss Muscle as she got closer into his range. He waited until the last moment...before firing his arrows...which flew swiftly and stealthily towards its unsuspecting mark...striking home with devastating accuracy.


"UUUUUUUUUUNH...I'VE BEEN SHOT...IN MY BREASTS...IN MY CUNT...I...UUUUUUUUUUUH...WHAT'S HAPPENING...UUUUUUUUUH
...MY NIPPLES...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH...SO...HAAAAARD...SO...FAST...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH...LACTATING...UUUUUUUUUUH
...BECOMING DIZZY...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH...THOUGHTS OF SEX...UUUUUUUUUH...SO POWERFUL...IMPOSSIBLE TO RESIST...UUH
...TAKEN BY SURPRISE...UUUUUUUUUUUUUH...PAIN...UUUUUUUUUUUH...BUILDING...UUUUUUUUUUH...INSIDE OF ME...UUUUUUH
...GOING TO...GOT TO...UH..UUH...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUH" moaned Miss Muscle as she had a massive orgasm in mid-air for the first time...as she was engulfed by a thick green cloud of Feminite gas.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh" cooed Kate...her blue eyes closing in the slits of her thin golden mask...her voluptuous and muscular golden tanned body going completely limp...as she plummeted helplessly into an empty lot in Mexican Town...landing with a thud that raised a small mushroom cloud of dust into the air that went unnoticed.

A group of six Manos Blancos gangsters were waiting there. Grabbing hold of the unconscious Miss Muscle...they carried the Sexy Strongwoman with effort and dumped her into the back of a waiting van. The van sped off once she was inside...flanked on either side by two Cadillacs with AK-47 toting Manos Blancos as escorts. From his vantage point atop a building, Crimson Quiver smiled.
Satisfied with capturing his mark and knowing what the Mahar had planned for Miss Muscle.


To be continued