What had started off as a romantic evening for a pair of teenage lovers...had quickly turned into a night of terror instead. The boy had brought his girlfriend in his car to a secluded part of the park...where they could be alone...and spend a very intimate evening together. In fact...they were both half undressed...when they were attacked by a roaming band of hoodlums from the infamous DETROIT BONES street gang. Slashing all four tyres of the car...that was parked amongst a cluster of trees where it could not be easily seen... they could not drive off to escape their attackers...whose faces were painted to look like human skulls...which struck fear into the teenage couple...as it did all of their victims. They tried to call for help...but their cell phones got no reception in this section of the park.
Trapped inside their car...with six Detroit Bones circling the vehicle like vultures...pounding the sides of the car with their fists and feet...threatening to use their weapons...to break inside...taunting them verbally...it seemed there was no hope for the couple. "Nuff playing around...Let's do this!" snarled the leader of the group...as he pulled out a pistol...two of them pulled out baseball bats...one pulled out a chain...and the remaining two pulled out knives. However before they could act...they heard the roar of a motorcycle's engine. As they turned in the direction of the sound...a bright light was shone in their faces...blinding them. Staring into the light...they saw a figure walking towards them. From the gait of the approaching figure...the six gangster determined that it was a woman. "Get to steppin bitch!...This ain't your problem!" snarled the leader.
"Oh?...Well I'm making it my business!" replied the woman..as she got closer to them...and they were able to get a better look at her. Now it was the gangsters' turn to be filled with fear...as they recognised who it was they were speaking to. A beauteous woman...with a curvaceous and muscular creamy body...that was highlighted by thin tight black sticky leotard that she was wearing. She had black sticky gloves on her slender muscular creamy arms which reached up to her elbows...and black sticky boots on her long muscular creamy legs...which covered them up to her knees. In the middle of her huge firm creamy bust...which threatened to spill out of the middle of her thin tight black sticky leotard...was a shiny silver scorpion insignia. Her blue eyes stared directly at them...through the slits of her black sticky mask...which covered the upper part of her face...except the lower part of her nose and all of her full glossy red lips. Her hair was glossy and black...tied into a long thick braid behind her head...which resembled the tail of a scorpion.
"Shit!!...It's the Scorpion Bitch!!" snarled the leader as he looked at the masked woman confronting them. "That's SCORPION WOMAN!...I've beaten you punks enough times for you to memorize my name by now!" quipped the Venomous Vixen...who in her regular life...was MICHELLE WALKER...a police detective with the 7th Precinct. "Where the hell did you come from bitch?!...Nobody saw your ass for days!!" growled one of the bat wielding gangsters. "Oh did you boys miss me?!...I was on vacation!...We super heroines do take them!...Now I'm back!...So you why don't you make it easy on yourselves...put down your toys and surrender...What do you say?" asked Michelle as she assumed her trademark heroic pose before them. Her hands on her either side of her small curvy waist...her long muscular creamy legs spread slightly apart...the soles of her feet resting flat on the ground...and her huge firm creamy Scorpion Breasts thrust towards them with confidence.
"Screw you Bug Slut!!" snarled the leader as he cocked his gun and raised it at Scorpion Woman. "Wrong answer!" quipped the Venomous Vixen...as with lightning speed...and a smooth flowing action of her curvaceous and muscular creamy body...she raised her right hand...and fired an energy bolt from the silver Scorpion Ring that she wore on her right middle finger...that struck the leader in the middle of his chest...causing him to discharge his weapon into the air. As his body hit the ground...the five other gangsters...seeing what she had done...forgot about the teenage couple they were tormenting...and charged towards the Venomous Vixen...who waited for them to come to her. Extending her long muscular left creamy leg...she drove the ball of her left foot into the gut of one of the bat wielding gangsters.
As he sprawled out on the ground... she grabbed his bat in mid air... she dropped down...and with a sweeping move of her right hand...swung the bat into the groin of the chain wielding gangster. He dropped to the ground...moaning in agony. Tossing away the bat...she felled one of the knife wielding gangster's with a left hand karate chop to the throat....leapt over him...and drove the ball of her right foot into the jaw of the other gangster with a baseball bat. Another blast from her silver Scorpion Ring...hit the last gangster in the face...and his knife clattered to the ground...before he collapsed beside it. Standing in a fighting stance...Scorpion Woman stood triumphant over the six Detroit Bones gangsters...who lay unconscious on the ground around her. His shirt open and his pants unbuttoned...the teenage boy got out of the car and approached the Venomous Vixen.
"You're her...The Scorpion Woman!...I didn't think you were real!...Hey thanks for..." began the teenage boy. However before he could utter another word... Scorpion Woman looked directly at him. The icy stare in her blue eyes...in the slits of her black sticky mask...as she looked at the teenage boy...froze him where he stood...and silenced him. "No!...You didn't think!...Taking your girlfriend all the way out here!...Putting her life and yours at risk!" snapped Michelle. "I...Uh...Well I...Uh...Uh..." stammered the boy...not knowing how to respond to the Venomous Vixen...but knowing every word she said was right. Feeling her large pink Scorpion Nipples stiffen under her thin tight black sticky leotard...Michelle sensed danger. The sound of approaching police sirens confirmed the danger was real.
"Next time...Spend a little cash and make a reservation..." quipped Scorpion Woman...as she turned on the balls of her feet...and sprinted away from the teenage boy...as his date got out of their car...and watched Scorpion Woman...sexily straddle her silver Scorpion Cycle...revved the engine...and then sped away in a flash of light...before the first squad car arrived on the scene. "Cheap skate!" snapped the girl...as she slapped the boy on his right cheek...and went back to the car...leaving him to deal with the two uniformed officers who were walking towards him...looking both at the partially naked state of the two teenagers...and at the six Detroit Bones gangsters lying on the ground before them. They knew exactly what this meant.
However Scorpion Woman had more important things on her mind....as she raced on board her silver Scorpion Cycle through the streets of Detroit...seeking to evade the police units that were being dispatched to the area...as she heard the report of the attempted mugging that she thwarted being broadcast over the police radio band. "Guess the vacation is over STINGER" said Michelle...shifting her curvaceous and muscular creamy body...from side to side...as she weaved the Scorpion Cycle through the vehicular traffic on the streets of Detroit...as some marked police cars gave chase. "Yes Mistress...I do concur" replied the alien artificial intelligence (AI). Scorpion Woman reflected that it had been less than a week since she had returned from a planned vacation to Jamaica...with her teenage boyfriend...TREY JOHNSON.
However what they had planned to be their first vacation as a couple...turned out to be an unexpected adventure...which found them in the middle of a criminal scheme orchestrated by a group of seasoned criminals called...the MAD RED CIRCUS...to steal an Ancient Egyptian artefact called the CAT'S PAW from Jamaica...and kidnap the Caribbean island's very own champion of justice...YELLOW CAT. They discovered they weren't the only ones caught in the scheme of the Mad Red Circus...and they teamed up with KANGAROO WOMAN...the famous Australian super heroine...DOLPHIN WOMAN...the legendary super heroine from Costa Rica...and BLAZE...the teenage super heroine from Hawaii to stop them. With the help of LARA GOODNITE... the wealthy Jamaican heiress who was secretly Yellow Cat...and her man STANLEY WONG...Michelle and Trey were able to spend their remaining days in Jamaica out of the spotlight...while the local authorities were trying to figure out what had happened.
Lara and Stanley had seen them off at the airport...promising that they would be there to help whenever they were needed. Michelle remembered how she and Trey had given them the same promise...as they parted ways. Fast forward to the present...Scorpion Woman was being chased through the streets of her home city of Detroit...by the city's finest...who thought she was a criminal...but had no idea that in her regular identity...was one of them. As she turned her mystic motorcycle down another street...the Venomous Vixen saw a brown Buick...with a siren on its hood join the pursuit...that she was familiar with...getting ahead of three squad cars that were already chasing her. Michelle knew the driver of that car was none other than her partner from the 7th Precinct...DETECTIVE ARTHUR RAFFERTY....who was obsessed with arresting her super powered sexy alter-ego. His hands gripping the steering wheel...his brown eyes riveted on the silver motorcycle weaving its way through the traffic...his siren blaring...Arthur was focused on its sexy rider.
"You're mine bitch!...You're going down!" vowed the detective. Glancing briefly over her left shoulder at Arthur and the other police cars pursuing her...Scorpion Woman smiled and revelled in the thrill of the chase. "All these men chasing after me...I should be flattered...but I'm not..." thought the Venomous Vixen...as she cast her mind on the special man in her life. "Sorry Arthur...but I've got somewhere else to be tonight...Stinger...Initiate teleport..." ordered Michelle. "By your command Mistress" replied the AI....as the Scorpion Cycle accelerated...widening the gap between it and the pursuing police cars. Arthur Rafferty and the other members of Detroit's Finest...were left stunned...as a portal suddenly opened up directly in front of them...Scorpion Woman rode her motorcycle into it...and it vanished into thin air...as quickly as it appeared. "Shit!" fumed Arthur...as she eluded him once again
Westin Book Cadillac Hotel
Detroit
9.30 pm
Unknown to Scorpion Woman...Arthur Rafferty...and other members of Detroit's Finest...in a private suite on the 15th floor of this four star luxury hotel...a secret meeting was in progress. The participants were a group of six men...their faces concealed by the dimly lit of the suite. The symbol of an all seeing eye...in the middle of a triangle on the black shirts that they wore...identified them as members of the international crime conglomerate known as CYCLOPS INTERNATIONAL. Seated around a table in the middle of the dimly lit hotel suite...the secret meeting was called to order...and the chairman at the head of the table stood to address his subordinates.
"This meeting is called to order....Gentlemen....Our company is facing dire consequences to its global operations...Hence the reason for this emergency meeting of the board...here in Detroit" said the chairman. "Gentlemen...The stock of Femminite which was once plentiful in supply to our operatives worldwide has been severely depleted. His words caused the other Cyclops directors seated around the table to murmur in concern. Femminite was a special green mineral ore...first discovered in the United Kingdom...and then in other parts of the world....which only affected women...by heightening their erotic arousal when it was in their presence in any form...making them putty in the hands of men. Cyclops International had discovered that the ore...in its various manifestations had a particularly significant effect on super powered women...whose super powers were often balanced off by their bodies being especially vulnerable to erotic stimuli.
The chairman and the directors knew all too well that one particular heroine...the famous sexy flame haired British superwoman known as BRITANNIA...had made it her personal mission to seek out and destroy all known sources of Femminite...so it could not be used against her or any other super heroine who attempted to smash any criminal enterprise being undertaken by Cyclops International or its associates...in any part of the world. Sensing the concern amongst his colleagues...the chairman spoke again. "Fear not gentlemen...A solution is at hand..." said the chairman...as he directed his colleagues to a holographic projector in the middle of the table. The device was activated...and a 3D satellite image of a particular country.. appeared above the table. "LUANDA...A prosperous nation in Central Africa...bordered by TIGORA to the east and WAKANDA to the west..." he said.
As his colleagues digested that information...the chairman provided them with more. "Information provided by our contacts in Luanda...coupled with satellite imagery...suggest there could be a large deposit of Femminite in the interior of Luanda...but the location is difficult to access and extract the Femminite...if it does in fact exist" the chairman said. "So how do we access that Femminite?" asked one director. "Yes...Our agents have tried over the years to gain a foothold in that country for our operations but were thwarted each time by one person...a woman who recently surfaced in New York...resulting in the deaths of some of our agents" added another director...causing murmurs to circulate amongst the Cyclops directors seated around the table. The chairman knew exactly what they were talking about...or more specifically...who they were talking about.
"Have no fear gentlemen...That individual shall not cause us any difficulties on this occasion" the chairman stated calmly. "How?" asked a director...saying aloud what the other directors were thinking...after they heard the response of the chairman. "A plan has been crafted...and will soon be put into motion...the outcome will ensure that the government of Luanda bows to the request of Cyclops International to gain unfettered access to the reserve of Femminite ore in the jungles of that African country. As he spoke...a Cyclops guard moved around the table...pouring chilled champagne into crystal glasses set on the table before the directors...and finally the one on the table before the chairman. "Gentlemen...A toast...to Cyclops International" said the chairman as he raised his glass in his right hand. The other directors seated around the table...stood up and raised their glasses in their hands. "To Cyclops International!!!" they declared in unison.
Detroit waterfront
9.45 pm
In the darkness behind a row of abandoned buildings along the waterfront...an energy portal opened...allowing Scorpion Woman to pass through it...and then it closed quickly behind her. Straddling her silver Scorpion Cycle... the Venomous Vixen dimmed its lights...as she approached her destination...and old warehouse on the fare side of the waterfront. As she passed by...concealed mobile and static laser cannons...tracked her movements...making sure that she arrived at her destination safely. The doors to the warehouse opened...allowing the Scorpion Cycle and its beauteous rider inside. As the doors closed...Scorpion Woman brought her motorcycle to a halt...atop a large silver scorpion insignia painted on the floor of the warehouse...which was in fact her secret base of operations...the SCORPION NEST.
"Trey....Honey are you here?" called Michelle as she dismounted her Scorpion Cycle....her long muscular left creamy leg first...followed by her long muscular right creamy leg...as she looked around the Scorpion Nest...hoping to catch sight of the man she loved. " In here Amazon!" replied Trey. Her huge firm creamy Scorpion Breasts bobbing sexily under her thin tight black sticky leotard...in tandem with the rhythmic sway of her firm creamy ass... the Venomous Vixen sauntered across the floor of the warehouse...to a space located underneath the loft...which Trey used as a workshop of sorts. A smile spread across her full glossy red lips...and her blue eyes lit up in the slits of her black sticky mask...as she saw her teenage boyfriend at work...welding some metal.
Trey stopped as he heard the sounds of the heels of her black sticky boots echoing across the concrete surface of the floor of the Scorpion Nest. Removing his protective goggles from his eyes...the gloves from his hands and the coveralls shielding his upper body...the African American teenage boy...left his workspace to welcome his Amazon. However she beat him to it...closing the gap between them in a flash...entwining her slender muscular creamy arms around his neck...pulling his lean muscular ebony body against her curvaceous muscular creamy body...pressing her huge firm creamy Scorpion Breasts against his firm flat chest...enjoying the taste of his lips against her red glossy lips. "Mmmmmmmmmmmm" sighed the Venomous Vixen...closing her blue eyes in the slits of her black sticky mask...as she felt her large pink Scorpion Nipples stiffen under her thin tight black sticky leotard...as they brushed against Trey's chest...as they stood just outside his workspace.
"Wow...What was that for?" asked Trey with a grin as their lips parted. Michelle looked at her teenage boyfriend and smiled. "Happy Birthday honey" replied Scorpion Woman as she kept Trey close to her...enjoying the feel of his body pressing against hers...and feeling his growing arousal in the middle of his pants. "Amazon...My birthday's tomorrow..." replied Trey as he kept his hands on either side of his super heroine sweetheart's small curvy waist. "I know...but maybe I want to give you your birthday present...early..." said Michelle huskily...before she leaned in and kissed him on the lips again. "Really?...What is it?" asked Trey as their lips parted again. "Be patient lover...First...I want to know what you're working on..." said Scorpion Woman...as she looked into his warm brown eyes. "Nothing" replied Trey...with a speed that made the Venomous Vixen a little suspicious. "Oh really...You seemed pretty concentrated on what you were doing..."observed Scorpion Woman. "Yeah?"replied Trey in a sly tone of voice...slowly raising his hands off either side of her small curvy waist.
His fingers lightly touched the part of the fabric of the Venomous Vixen's thin tight black sticky leotard...which covered her huge firm creamy bust...and began to make slow small circles on specific parts of his Amazon's heroic garb. "Ooooooh...That feels...so good...." cooed Scorpion Woman...her blue eyes fluttering in the slits of her black sticky mask as she felt her large pink Scorpion Nipples...responding to the skilled touch of her teenage boyfriend....as his fingers located them through the fabric of her thin tight black sticky leotard. She rested her hands on Trey's shoulders...
her feet rested flat on the floor...as her huge firm creamy Scorpion Breasts...heaved up and down in the confines of her thin tight black sticky leotard...her large pink Scorpion Nipples...becoming hard and erect...underneath her attire...responding to Trey's expert caresses. "Amazon?" asked Trey. "Yes?" replied Michelle...looking at him with a dreamy look in her blue eyes in the slits of her black sticky mask.
"You wanted to ask me something?" asked Trey. "I...can't...remember...You really have magical hands...can't resist them..." sighed Scorpion Woman...feeling her large pink Scorpion Nipples becoming increasingly aroused underneath her black stick leotard...and also feeling a growing moistness between her large muscular creamy thighs. "Ohhhhh...I need you...Need you right now" moaned the Venomous Vixen...unable to resist the growing erotic urges welling up within her. Grabbing hold of her teenage boyfriend with her rapidly diminishing Scorpion Strength...Michelle kissed him relentlessly on his lips...as she pulled him along with her...across the floor of the Scorpion Nest...and up the spiral staircase...to the loft. As they moved up the staircase... Michelle stripped Trey of his shirt...revealing his lean muscular ebony chest.
Trey kicked off his shoes...unbuckled his belt...letting his pants drop to his ankles. Seeing his hardening member in the middle of his boxers...Scorpion Woman grabbed it with her right hand... and began to stroke it. "Uhhhhhh...Amazon...Uhhhhh...Uhhhhhh" groaned Trey...as he felt himself being turned on by the actions of his super heroine girlfriend. "Got you now..." said Michelle huskily....as she felt his dick stiffen and straighten as she stroked it. However her teenage boyfriend responded by pushing back the straps of her thin tight black sticky leotard...down to her elbows...then pulling out her huge firm creamy Scorpion Breasts from inside of her leotard. With his thumbs...he brushed her large pink Scorpion Nipples...making them hard and erect like towers atop the summits of her huge firm creamy mounds.
"Uhhhhhh...Got you now...Amazon...Uhhhhh...Uhhhhhh" groaned Trey as Michelle kept on fondling his dick through his boxers."Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...Oh yes...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...Yes...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh" moaned the Venomous Vixen...her head reeling with dizziness... as her large pink Scorpion Nipples...became harder and erecter...with each passing second...as Trey's thumbs brushed them back and forth. Focusing on the silver Scorpion Ring on her right middle finger...from which she drew her super powers....Michelle...caused her black sticky gloves...black sticky boots...and her black sticky leotard to disappear...leaving her virtually naked...except for the silver Scorpion Ring...and her black sticky mask....which covered the upper part of her beauteous face...except the lower part of her nose and all of her full glossy red lips.
As Trey marvelled at her naked curvaceous and muscular creamy body...Scorpion Woman...pulled down his boxers...and grabbed hold of his member. "Uhhhhh...Oh yeah...Uhhhhhh...Yeah...Uhhhhhhh....Uhhhhhhhh" moaned Trey in pleasure as he felt the fingers of Michelle's right hand stroking his hard and erect dick. "I want you Trey...want you...right now...." gasped the Venomous Vixen...as she pushed Trey on to the bed...and then pounced on top of him. Straddling her teenage boyfriend...Michelle inserted his hard and erect member into her wet and excited Scorpion Cunt...between her large muscular creamy thighs...that had a neatly trimmed patch of curly black pubic hair.
moaned Michelle and Trey as she gyrated on top of him...atop the bed...and they orgasmed within each other in quick succession...their senses blurring into an erotic haze.
11 pm.
Trey smiled as he lay in bed...next to Michelle...both of them naked underneath the black silk bed sheets. Propping his head up with his right hand...he watched Michelle as she lay in bed next to him...her beautiful face unmasked...framed by her shoulder length mane of glossy black hair ..freed from its long thick braid...now loose about her broad creamy shoulders...her naked huge firm creamy breasts...capped at their summits by large pink nipples that were semi hard and erect from their intense lovemaking... rising and falling slowly...with each deep relaxed breath that she took...as she slept peacefully beside him....the covers up to her small curvy waist...revealing all of her upper torso .
Reaching out with his left hand...Trey tenderly caressed huge firm creamy mounds of his Amazon's awesome bust...admiring their perfect form. "Mmmmmmm" sighed Michelle in response...but she remained fast asleep. Trey silently slipped out of bed...and started to put on his clothes...starting with his boxers...his pants...and then his shoes. He was putting his t-shirt on...when he felt some movement on the bed. "Trey...?" asked Michelle groggily as she stirred. Trey turned around to see her staring at him quizzically with sleepy blue eyes. "Amazon...Sorry...I didn't mean to wake you..." replied Trey...as he turned to face Michelle as he sat on the bed. "Where...Where are you going?...Come back...to bed...." pleaded Michelle in a sleepy voice. "I'd like to Amazon...but I can't...My Mom ..." began Trey.
"It's okay honey...I understand..." replied the Venomous Vixen...as she smiled at her teenage boyfriend....lacing the fingers of her left hand with the fingers of his right hand. Michelle was only too aware of the emotional tightrope that Trey had to walk to maintain their relationship. Trey's mother WILMA...who worked as a nurse at Detroit Memorial Hospital...disapproved of her being romantically involved with Trey. Part of it had to do with the fact that Trey's father...LEROY...had been the leader of the Detroit Bones street gang...known and feared throughout the city as SKULL JOHNSON...one of the most ruthless hoodlums to walk the streets of Detroit...until his mysterious disappearance many years ago...which had remained unsolved. Michelle remembered how she used that in order to find out more about Trey...after he had found her injured and unconscious as Scorpion Woman...after a battle with some Russian mobsters.
She also remembered the look on Wilma Johnson's face...when she went to her house in the Corktown district of the city...to meet Trey...before they departed for Jamaica. "Really?" asked Trey...as he looked into Michelle's blue eyes. "Yes...You go on home...call me tomorrow?" asked Michelle. "You know I will..." replied Trey as he leaned in and kissed Michelle on her glossy full red lips. "I love you Amazon" said Trey. "Love you too..." yawned Michelle...as she lay back on the bed. Trey stayed with his Amazon...watching as she lay back on the bed...her blue eyes slowly closing...as her naked huge firm creamy breasts rose and fell slowly...with each deep breath that she took...until she drifted back to sleep. Descending the spiral staircase to the ground floor of the loft...Trey went back to his workspace...Trey put away the material he was working on...into a safe...and locked it.
He walked towards his van which was parked near the Scorpion Cycle. As he got behind the wheel...the special black cell phone with the silver scorpion insignia on it....which Michelle had given to him...so he could keep in contact with her when she was Scorpion Woman. "STINGER?" asked Trey rhetorically as he answered the phone. "Yes Master Trey...Mistress is resting comfortably now...all defence mechanisms shall be activated as usual once you depart the Scorpion Nest" replied the alien artificial intelligence (AI). "Good...Amazon's been pushing herself pretty hard since we got back from Jamaica...Make sure she gets some rest" said Trey. "Acknowledged Master Trey...And should she inquire about your work...?" asked Stinger...referring to what the African American teenager was working on when Scorpion Woman arrived at the Scorpion Nest.
"Don't tell her anything Stinger...I'll tell her when the time's right...Trust me" replied Trey. "I do Master Trey...as does Mistress" said Stinger. "Good...Prepare for departure" said Trey as he started the engine of his van. "Initiating departure protocols" replied the AI...as the hidden defences around the old warehouse went into neutral mode..as the warehouse doors opened. The doors closed behind Trey's van as it drove out of the Scorpion Nest...through a darkened alleyway. Tapping a few buttons on a special secret keyboard he had installed in his van...since their return from Jamaica....Trey caused an energy portal to open before him...once he was clear of the Scorpion Nest. Driving through it...the portal transported him safely outside of the waterfront district...so as to keep the location of the Scorpion Nest secret.
11.30 pm
Soon Trey was driving through the streets of Detroit...en route to the Corktown district...to the house where he lived with his mother Wilma. Turning on to the street which he had grown up on...as he entered Corktown....Trey dimmed turned off the lights on his van...as he turned up the driveway alongside his family's two storey house. Getting out of the van...Trey walked towards the house...feeling happy about having spent time with Michelle...and having her in hi s life. He had loved both her and Scorpion Woman...and was happy when not too long ago...he learnt they were two sides of the total woman that he loved. However his happy mood changed...as he opened the front door...and stepped inside of the house. His mother Wilma...seated on a chair in the living room...shot him a suspicious look.
"You were out with her again Trey? asked Wilma. "Mom...Her name's Michelle...and yes I was" countered Trey. Wilma sighed...stood up and walked towards her teenage son. "Trey....I love you...You're growing into a young man...and you've got your whole life ahead of you...Detective Walker...She can only bring you nothing but pain" warned Wilma as she took his hands in her own. "Mom...We're not going to talk about this...I love Michelle and she loves me...What we have is real...If you can't accept that...or accept her...tough" quipped Trey as he let go of her hands...and went upstairs to his bedroom...leaving Wilma standing alone in the living room...wondering what to do. As he retreated to the privacy of his bedroom...Trey dropped back on to his bed. He wondered what did he have to do to convinced his mother that what he shared with Michelle was real...as he looked at a photo of his Amazon...that he carried in his wallet. He
Washington Square Park
New York City
11.30 pm
Her shoulder length mane of black hair tied into a bun behind her head...wearing large glasses on her face...dressed in a loose fitting white robe and flimsy white satin panties...which highlighted the curves of her curvaceous and muscular ebony body which she kept concealed when she was on campus at New York University...taking classes as a political science major...CAPRICE...the 20 year old Princess of Luanda was deep in thought. Sprawled out on a sofa in the living of the posh townhouse in this part of the city...acquired for her by the Luandan government...on the orders of her aunt...QUEEN LEONA...the ruler of the Central African nation...her long shapely ebony legs gliding up and down each other...the toes of her beautiful ebony bare feet twitching...Caprice was finding it difficult to think about anything except JOSE CARLOS "JC" RIVERA.
She had met the handsome Latino in one of her many classes...and felt attracted to him from the moment they met. As the fingers of her right hand caressed the space between her large firm ebony breasts...Caprice thought about how aroused she was by his handsome...clean shaven face...and lean athletic body. In her teenage years in her homeland...Caprice was a party girl...and dated many boys. However JC was different. Besides being unimaginably handsome...the young Luandan princess was fascinated by his intelligence and insight. She was quite surprised...when they first met...how how knowledgeable JC was about her homeland of Luanda.
Caprice was even more surprised to know that JC ..and particularly about its champion...the famous Luandan super heroine...the LIONESS. So when he asked her to meet him for a study date...Caprice immediately said yes. Unfortunately...she never kept her promise to meet him...and in the days that followed...JC was keeping his distance from her. "Oh JC....If you only knew the truth...but I can't tell you..." thought Caprice sadly. Her thoughts about the handsome Latino were interrupted by a knock on her bedroom door...and the sound of a familiar voice on the other side of it. "Princess?....May I enter" asked the kindly male voice through the closed door. Caprice smiled as she looked in the direction of her bedroom door.
"Yes...Please enter" said the Luandan princess. The door opened...and a 70 year old negro man...with white hair entered. His name was M'BAKU...and he had been a loyal servant of the Luandan Royal Family for many years...starting with Caprice's grandmother...Queen Leandra. "I noticed your light on Your Highness...and I wondered if you were all right" said M'Baku. "Please sit M'Baku....I need your counsel" replied Caprice as she sat up on the couch she was lying on. "Yes your Highness...What is it?...You seem anxious" said M'Baku. "It's about a boy...Well actually two boys..." began Caprice...as she started to explain her dilemma about JC. She told him how she was supposed to meet him for a study date...but her duties got in the way. This brought the Luandan princess to the teenage street hoodlum who she only knew as RONNIE.
Caprice spared no details of how he kept her from keeping her promised date with JC. M'Baku let the young princess talk...listening carefully to her words...and then speaking when she was finished. "Matters of the heart are complicated Your Highness...You are very young...but great responsibility has been placed upon you...You are a princess of Luanda...but you are also...the LIONESS...I understand you may be confused....I advise you to be patient....your priority must first be to your duties...Do not worry about romance Your Highness...This will resolve itself...in time" said M'Baku. Caprice nodded and smiled at him...acknowledging the wisdom in his words. "You are right M'Baku...I must focus more on my duties...I remember there is one I must perform in Detroit" said Caprice. "Yes Your Highness...A goodwill visit..." replied M'Baku. "Then that's a good place to start...Please make the necessary arrangements" said the princess. "Yes Your Highness" replied M'Baku...as he stood up...bowed to her...and left the room. Caprice thought this would keep JC and Ronnie off her mind...for now.
24 hours later
Downtown Detroit
7th Precinct
10 am
Sitting at her desk in the squad room...Detective Michelle Walker was doing paper work...but she could not help but think about her teenage boyfriend...Trey Johnson. Her large pink Scorpion Nipples stiffened slightly under her shirt...and she felt moist between her thighs...as she remembered how good his hands felt...all over her curvaceous and muscular creamy body as they made love at the Scorpion Nest. She couldn't wait to get off duty and see him later. As she thought about Trey...Michelle wondered what he was working on at the Nest when she returned from her patrol as Scorpion Woman....the night before. "Trey's been awfully secretive about something...When I tried to find out what it was...he just turned me on...and...my mind just went blank" thought Michelle...remembering the great sex that they had. Since they returned from Jamaica...Michelle felt Trey was a little distant at times...and thought it could be due to his mother Wilma opposing their relationship. However she was totally sure.
Her thoughts were interrupted went her partner...Detective Arthur Rafferty...entered the squad room...taking his bow from other officers present...before sitting down at his desk...located directly opposite to her own. "Still dreaming about the islands Shelly?" quipped Arthur as he sat down. "Not as much as how busy you've been getting your ass whooped when I wasn't here" countered Michelle as she showed Arthur some news paper clippings of him being outwitted by the newest female vigilante in Detroit...who the media had called ANT GIRL. Arthur...who had been promoting himself as something of a super cop since playing a role in bringing down a Russian crime cartel in the city...frowned at his partner...who knew that it burned him up that he could not catch her sexy super-powered alter-ego...and now had another female crime fighter who he couldn't handle.
"I'll bring her to justice...Just like I'm going to bring in Scorpion Woman...but that's for later..." replied Arthur...as he handed a leather dossier to Michelle across their desks. "What's this?" asked Michelle. "Top priority from the Commissioner's Office himself....Important visitor coming to town in a few days..." said Arthur...as he took his seat and Michelle opened her dossier...to see a photo of an attractive young African woman... with large rimmed glasses on her face...smiling back at her. "Caprice...Princess of Luanda?" asked Michelle. "Yeah...It's a country in Central Africa...The brass says the princess is going to be in town on official business...and he wants two of his best to be assigned to her security detail. "What?" asked Michelle looking at her partner. "Yep...You and me partner...We'll be rubbing shoulders with royalty...Hope this doesn't mess up your date nights..." replied Arthur with a grin...as he got down to his paperwork...while Michelle fumed at her desk....angry that he had signed them up for this assignment without talking to her about it first.
New Center
9 pm
Wearing a baggy green t-shirt...that ended just above her knees... highlighting her long muscular creamy legs... and barely covering her tiny white silk panties...her erotic bare creamy feet crossed over one another...Michelle Walker let out a sigh of sadness...as she sprawled out on the sofa in the living room of her apartment. It had been a long day at the precinct...and much to her disappointment...Trey couldn't spend time with her tonight...as he was busy at his family's home in Corktown...helping his mother Wilma. "Oh Trey...I really need you tonight..." sighed Michelle...as she brushed back a loose strand of her shoulder length mane of glossy black hair from her forehead...while her left hand lightly caressed her huge firm creamy bust...through the fabric of her t-shirt...making her large pink nipples semi-hard and erect...as she fantasised about the way that Trey tenderly caressed her huge firm creamy bust...in the way she loved....when they were having sex.
As the beauteous policewoman thought about her teenage boyfriend...she found it hard to believe that not too long ago...she did not want a man in her life...and now she wanted Trey to be with her all the time. However he couldn't and Michelle knew this had to do with Trey's mother Wilma....and this was something which her super powers as Scorpion Woman could not resolve. Tired of staring at the four walls of her apartment and missing Trey...Michelle got to her feet...and walked barefoot across the living room to her bedroom. After slipping on a pair of jeans and a pair of ankle high boots...Michelle made her way downstairs to the garage located directly below her apartment...where her Harley Chopper was located. "I need to clear my head" thought the beauteous policewoman as she started her bike...and opening the garage door...rode off into the night.
The wind blowing through her hair as she straddled her Harley Chopper...Michelle rode through the streets of Detroit...taking in the sights and sounds...of everything around her. Seeing many happy couples...as she rode past...it made her miss Trey even more....and she wiped away a tear as he rolled down her right cheek. Glancing at the silver ring on her right middle finger...Michelle thought how fundamentally this innocent looking object had changed her life. She acquired amazing superhuman abilities...assumed the alter-ego of Scorpion Woman...and found Trey. Though he was six years younger than her...and still in high school...Michelle smiled as she thought about how happy she was with Trey in her life. Then she remembered that Trey wasn't with her tonight. "Matters of the heart...I guess that one thing having super powers can't solve" thought Michelle as she continued to cruise through the streets of Detroit...with no particular destination in mind...thinking about Trey.
Corktown district
10 pm
Trey Johnson was in the garage at the back of the house where he lived with his mother Wilma...working on his laptop. As his fingers tapped the keyboard before him...Trey looked at the designs of a special suit of body armour...and its associated accessories appear on the screen...and made adjustments to them. It had been something which he had been quietly working on since he and Michelle had returned from Jamaica....where they had more of an adventure than either of them had bargained for. However they also returned to Detroit...having made a pair of good friends back in the Caribbean island...who they shared a lot in common with. Thanks to the input of one of those new friends...STANLEY WONG...a former mercenary who was now vice-president of the Jamaican conglomerate...GOODNITE ENTERPRISES...Trey was able to get the specs for a special kind of body armour...which Stanley himself had developed on his own time...with a motive similar to the one Trey now had.
Trey knew that Stanley's girlfriend....Jamaican heiress LARA GOODNITE...was the Sexy Superwoman of Jamaica...YELLOW CAT...and like Stanley...he wanted to do all he could to keep his beloved Amazon safe. Following their battles with members of the now defunct MAD RED CIRCUS in Jamaica...Trey knew the likelihood of Michelle facing similar or more powerful villains as Scorpion Woman...was a very real possibility. He was determined to protect her...but also knew the Venomous Vixen well enough to know that she would never want him to risk his life for her. "With this ...I should be able to fix everything..." thought Trey. "Fix what Trey?" an elderly woman's voice asked. The black teenage boy turned around on his chair...and saw his mother Wilma...dressed in her nurse's uniform...standing in the doorway of the garage.
He had been so caught up in in his work...he didn't know she was there. "Nothing Mom...Just a little something I'm working on..." began Trey. "For Detective Walker again?" asked Wilma with a frown on her face. "Mom...." began Trey but she cut him off again. "Trey...You have so much potential...
You have your whole in front of you...Why do you waste your time with that woman?!" snapped Wilma. "I'm not doing this with you Mom...I love Michelle!...And she loves me!...What we have is real!" countered Trey. His mother raised her hands. "You're right son...We won't do this now...I have to get to work...but this isn't over...One way or another...I don't want you seeing that woman!...She's nothing but trouble!" replied Wilma as she turned and walked off. "You're wrong Mom!...And I'm going to prove it to you!" vowed Trey as he got back to work on his special project.
Downtown district
11 pm
Michelle Walker sighed as she rode her Harley Chopper through Downtown Detroit. She had left her apartment in the New Centre district hours ago...hoping to clear her head...but instead...the beauteous policewoman...found she couldn't shake the feeling of loneliness that she had...since Trey couldn't be with her tonight. Checking her watch on her left wrist...Michelle took note of the time. "It's getting late...and I'm beat...I'd better go home and get some sleep...I have to be at the precinct in the morning...Maybe I could see Trey before he goes to school...have some coffee...and talk..." thought Michelle to herself as she turned her bike around...and prepared to head home. Suddenly...the beauteous policewoman felt a pair of sharp tingles underneath her shirt...and knew instinctively this was not the result of the cold night air brushing against her body.
"Uh oh...My Scorpion Nipples are sensing evil...I'd better check it out..." said Michelle as she accelerated her motorcycle. Turning down a darkened alley...Michelle concentrated on the silver ring on her right middle finger...and a black aura quickly formed around her and her motorcycle. In the middle of the black aura...Michelle smiled as she felt incredible powers surging through her as her curvaceous and muscular creamy body...adapted to the transformation that was taking place...and she also felt her Harley Chopper reforming its composition at the same time. As the black aura faded...Detective Michelle Walker had completed her amazing transformation into the Scorpion Woman...her enhanced curvaceous and muscular creamy body clad in a thin tight black sticky leotard... black sticky gloves reaching up to her elbows...black sticky boots reaching up to her knees.
Her silver Scorpion Ring... gleamed on her right middle finger...as did her silver Scorpion insignia nestled between her huge firm creamy breasts which threatened to spill out of the middle of her thin tight black garb. Her blue eyes staring through the slits of a black sticky mask which covered the upper part of her face...except the lower part of her nose and all of her full glossy red lips. Her shoulder length mane of glossy black hair no longer loose...but tied into a long thick braid behind her head...resembling the tail of a scorpion. Beneath her...the Harley Chopper was reconfigured into a sleeker silver motorcycle...bearing black scorpion insignia on its sides...as it assumed the form of the SCORPION CYCLE.
"Stinger...I'm sensing there's criminal activity taking place...Locate it and plot an intercept" ordered Michelle as she emerged back on to the streets of downtown Detroit. "As you command Mistress" replied the alien artificial intelligence. (AI) as it located the evil which the Venomous Vixen had sensed...and relayed the information to the Scorpion Cycle. Sexily straddling her silver mystic motorcycle...Scorpion Woman sped towards yet another rendezvous with criminal elements operating within her city...determined to stop their nefarious plans and bring them to justice. However...the Venomous Vixen had no idea how different this encounter would be.
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