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Author:	BC [ Wed Aug 24, 2016 4:36 am ]
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Scorpion Woman v New Lioness 5 New Center district Detroit 8 pm Dressed in a thin blue tank top.. and black shorts... which highlighted her curvaceous and muscular creamy body...her shoulder length mane of glossy black hair loose... her long muscular creamy legs extended below her small curvy waist...Michelle sighed as she cuddled in the strong lean ebony arms of her teenage boyfriend Trey...as they lay atop her bed. She took comfort in the sound of his steady heartbeat...as her head rested against his lean ebony chest... and felt very relaxed as she felt the fingers of his right hand glide gently over her exposed part of her huge firm creamy breasts...in a way that she loved. "Ohhhh...What a day...Mmmmmmm...That feels so good honey...I love coming home to this...coming home...to.. you" sighed Michelle...with a dreamy look her blue eyes....as she turned and smiled at Trey before lightly kissing him on the lips. Trey held his Amazon close...as he returned her kiss before allowing her to resume her relaxed pose against him. "Me too Amazon...That was weird with that FBI guy showing up like he did...and the Princess of Luanda coming in under the radar..." said replied Trey as he gently caressed Michelle's huge firm creamy bust with the fingers of his right hand...through the thin fabric of her tank top...making her large pink nipples semi-hard...which he knew was enough to relax her...and which Michelle always enjoyed. "Yes...It's really suspicious honey...It's like that agent was trying to hide something...but neither Arthur or the Commissioner thought anything about it...They figured it was just routine security...but..." began Michelle. "But you think it could be connected to whatever happened to you a few days ago..." said Trey finishing her sentence. Michelle smiled as she rested her head on her teenage boyfriend's chest...enjoying his caressing of her huge firm creamy breasts through her tank top. "Yes...I wish you could be by partner at work...Arthur's such a blockhead..." she said. "Don't worry Amazon...Stinger and I will look into those things that the FBI dude mentioned...Could be some major player in town...They're after the Princess...and they think you're a threat...as Scorpion Woman...and they want to throw you off your game..." said Trey Adjusting her curvaceous and muscular creamy body atop the bed...Michelle rolled over such that her huge firm creamy breasts pressed against Trey's lean muscular ebony chest. She folded her slender muscular creamy arms atop his chest...and stretched her long muscular creamy legs below her small curvy waist. "So handsome...Does that mean...you have...my back?" asked Michelle in a husky voice...and a mischievous gleam in her blue eyes as she gazed into his brown eyes. " Trey grinned and with a move that took his super heroine girlfriend by surprise...turned her on her back and placed himself on top of her. "It means I got all of you...Amazon..." quipped Trey..as he rubbed his nose against hers...making Michelle blush. "Then shut up...and make love to me..." replied the Venomous Vixen...as their lips pressed against each other...and their hands stripped the clothes off their bodies...finding and stimulating their respective erogenous body parts."Uuuuuuuuuuuuuh....Uhhhhhhhhhhhh...Uuuuuuuuuuuh...Uhhhhhhhhhhh" moaned Michelle and Trey as they orgasmed inside of each other repeatedly...as they had another one of their intense passionate make out sessions...before they drifted off to sleep in each other's arms. Some time later...as if by instinct....Michelle opened her blue eyes...and was shocked to see that she had awakened in the form of her sexy super-powered alter ego...Scorpion Woman...in her full heroic garb. "Trey..." said Michelle as she turned to her teenage boyfriend...only to make another discovery. Trey was not beside her...and she was no longer in the bedroom of her apartment...but lying on soft grassy surface...in a place that was surrounded by a thick fog. "What?....Where am I?....Where's Trey?....How did I change into Scorpion Woman?" wondered Michelle as she got to her feet. Her huge firm creamy breasts heaving slowly up and down within the confines of her thin tight black sticky leotard...her silver scorpion insignia shining between her awesome cleavage...the Venomous Vixen made her way through the dense fog...slowly and cautiously. "Trey!!...Trey!!...Where are you?!!" called Scorpion Woman...as her blue eyes moved from side to side in the slits of her black sticky mask ...searching the dense fog for her teenage boyfriend...worried that something had happened to him. As she searched...a voice called out to her through the swirling fog. "Michelle!...Michelle!...Michelle!" The Venomous Vixen moved through the thick fog...in the direction of the voice. "Trey!...Trey!...Is that you?" said Scorpion Woman...as she followed the voice...the sound of the soft grass...crunching underneath the soles of her black sticky boots. "Michelle!...Michelle!...Michelle!" the voice continued. As she listened to the sound of the voice...Scorpion Woman realised something. "The voice!...It's a woman's voice...She knows who I am..." thought Michelle. Assuming a fighting stance...raising her slender muscular creamy arms and spreading her long muscular creamy legs...the Venomous Vixen readied herself for battle. "Who's there?!...Where am I?!...Who are you?!...How do you know who I am?!" demanded Scorpion Woman...the silver Scorpion Ring on her right middle finger powering up. "Michelle!...Michelle!...Michelle!" the voice repeated. Michelle's blue eyes widened in the slits of her black sticky mask...as a ghostly apparition approached her through the fog. As it got closer...the form of a woman became clearer to her...and she saw the woman's face. "No!...It can be you!...No!...No!" gasped Scorpion Woman in shock at the apparition got closer to her. She felt as if her feet were rooted to the ground...she could not move. The apparition extended its arms as if to embrace her. "Michelle!...Michelle!...Michelle!" it said. "No!...Stay away!... Stay away from me!" cried Scorpion Woman...tensing to fire an energy bolt from her silver Scorpion Ring but reluctant to do so. "Michelle!...Michelle!...Michelle!" the apparition continued to cry..as it enveloped the Venomous Vixen. "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh" groaned Scorpion Woman as she immediately felt dizzy...and fainted. New Centre district Detroit Midnight "No!" gasped Michelle as she woke with a start...sitting up in bed. "Amazon...What's wrong?" asked Trey as he woke up as well. Michelle turned to her teenage boyfriend...her blue eyes wide open with shock...as she looked around...to see that she was in the bedroom of her apartment...and Trey was beside her in bed. "Honey...It was so real...I was Scorpion Woman...and you weren't there...I looked for you...and I saw...I saw..." babbled Michelle. Trey pulled his super heroine girlfriend close to him...and felt her wrap her slender muscular creamy arms around him. "Shhh...It's okay Amazon...I'm here" said Trey...who was concerned at how shaken Michelle was. She relaxed as he made small circles on the middle of her exposed back...and he felt her curvaceous and muscular creamy body...relax against his lean muscular ebony body. "I know...Don't ever leave me" whispered Michelle. "That's not going to happen baby" Trey assured Michelle as he held her close to him...and calmed her down. Trey was concerned. He had never seen his Amazon like this and he knew he needed to help her. 24 hours later Woodbridge district Detroit 7 pm Trey pulled his van up to the corner of the street...out of sight of the palatial mansion of billionaire business magnate and City Councilman...MARIO VANETTI. Sitting in the passenger side of the driver's cab in his van...dressed in a black silk evening dress...with thin straps at the shoulders...which ended just above her knees...black closed toe stilettos...her shoulder length mane of glossy black hair worn loose... small diamond earrings in her earlobes...Michelle sighed as she looked at the stream of guests entering the mansion...for the reception Vanetti was hosting for Princess Caprice of Luanda. "I wish I didn't have to go to this honey...and I could spend the night with you..." said the beauteous policewoman...as she laced the fingers of her left hand with those of her teenage boyfriend's right hand. "Me too Amazon...but you know we got to stick to the game plan..." Trey replied to his girlfriend who was also the sexy Scorpion Woman. "I know...You're right...Since the FBI wants Arthur and I to get close to Princess Caprice...I'll use that to find out more about this threat against her...and what is its connection to what happened to me a few days earlier..." said Michelle...as she looked at Trey"Right...In the meantime...I'm going to the Nest...to do some homework on those events in New York that the FBI dude mentioned...Don't worry Amazon...We'll get to the bottom of this...I promise" said Trey. Michelle tilted her head to the left and smiled at him. "What?" asked Trey as he grinned at her. "If only all super heroines had men like you in their lives..." sighed Michelle as she gazed lovingly at her man. "Amazon..." replied Trey. "Okay...Okay...I'm going...but first...." said Michelle as she planted a kiss on his lips...and he returned the kiss. "See you later...at the Nest?" asked Trey rhetorically as their lips parted. "Count on it lover" replied Michelle with a smile as she got out of the van and started walking along the pavement towards Vanetti's mansion. Trey waited until Michelle was a good distance away before driving off...heading for the waterfront where their secret lair...the Scorpion Nest was located. "I'm going to have to work fast...That bad dream really bothered Michelle...Whatever those crooks did to her while she was out...is starting to come back to her...if she gets a flashback while she's Scorpion Woman...I can't let that happen..." resolved Trey as he drove towards the waterfront. Meanwhile...Michelle was thinking about the strange dream she had the night before...as she approached the gateway to Vanetti's mansion. "The dream...it was so real...and that voice...It couldn't be...I haven't thought about that...about her...in so long...Why now?" she wondered. Showing her badge to a pair of bodyguards at the gate... they allowed her entry... and she walked into the compound...as more luxury vehicles drove inside...and up to the front doors of the mansion...allowing their occupants...some of the most influential people in the city...to alight...and be greeted personally by their host...the 40 year old handsome and well attired Italian American Mario Vanetti...who took a good look at Michelle's curvaceous and muscular creamy body which was highlighted by her black silk dress. "Detective Walker....So good of you to come...You look gorgeous" said Vanetti as he extended his right hand to the beauteous policewoman. "I'm here on duty Mr Vanetti...This isn't a social call" replied Michelle bluntly as she diplomatically shook his right hand with her own. "Of course...Please come in...The Princess should be arriving shortly" replied Vanetti...with a broad grin on his face. The beauteous policewoman nodded..as Michelle walked past him and entered the mansion...where the guests were mingling. Hoping that no one had seen that...Vanetti returned to greeting the guests who were arriving in droves for this very special reception. While the image which the city had of him was that of a orphan boy from humble beginnings who rose to become a billionaire businessman...with interests in several enterprises in and outside of Detroit...and an aspiring politician...regarding the prominent position he held on the City Council...no one knew that this was an illusion. Vanetti was in fact one of the city's most powerful crime bosses...with ties to the local Italian mafia...using his legitimate businesses as fronts for the mafia's operations. His secret role in a sex slavery ring in the city...run by the international crime kingpin known as the BLACK SYRIAN...was never discovered...after it was exposed and shut down by the Scorpion Woman. As he warmly greeted his guests on their arrival...to the reception...Vanetti remembered how he branded his late colleague on the City Council...THEODORE WASHINGTON...who was killed when the sex slavery ring was exposed...was the corrupt official who was facilitating the kidnapping of women off the streets of Detroit and their being auctioned off to the highest bidder. With Washington's only daughter TIFFANY...committed to an asylum upstate for her role as the criminal CLOWN GIRL...an accomplice to the villainess TRICKSTER...who was reported dead but her body never found...Vanetti easily acquired Washington's estate through corrupt attorneys...and used it to continue to finance his covert criminal activities. While he did that...the Italian American billionaire...was building his political stocks...putting top public officials in his pockets...as he focused on becoming the city's mayor...in the next election. Meanwhile...Michelle Walker kept to herself as she moved through the crowded reception inside of Vanetti's mansion. As she walked through different parts of the mansion...Michelle observed Vanetti's collection of painting s on the walls...and models in glass display cases...which made his mansion look like a museum. One model...that of a cargo freighter particularly caught Michelle's attention and she stopped him front of it. As her blue eyes studied the craftsmanship of the freighter...she experienced another flashback. She was a little girl...and she was holding the hand of an older woman whose face she could not see...while a man walked ahead of them...greeting adults before them. As Michelle tried to figure out what that meant...a woman's voice was heard...bringing her back to the present. "Detective Walker!...I thought it was you!" Michelle turned away from the model of the freighter...to see an African American woman in her 30's approaching her. Standing about 5'10" in height...with a slight hunch... the woman had shoulder length black hair tied behind her head in a tight bun...red rimmed designer glasses to match the ruby red earrings on her ears. She was wearing a baggy brown dress and brown flat shoes Michelle recognised her immediately as the person from the sex slavery ring who helped bring many of its financiers and benefactors to justice...with her testimony. "PROFESSOR JONES" said Michelle as she shook hands with the older woman. PAULA JONES...Professor of criminology and history smiled at the beauteous policewoman...glad to see a familiar face in the crowd at Mario Vanetti's reception. Paula remembered her last visit to this mansion...resulted in her being knocked unconscious...in her super powered alter-ego of ANT GIRL...when she failed to get evidence connecting Vanetti to the sex slavery ring of the Black Syrian. It was a mission she was still on...after acquiring her new super powers months ago...from a mysterious alien being...but tonight was not the night for that. "It's really good to see you here Detective" said Paula as she got herself a glass of white wine...and handed one to Michelle...who politely accepted it. "This isn't really my thing Professor...I'm here on police business...regarding the guest of honour" said Michelle as she took a sip of the wine. "You could say that I'm here for similar reasons...the University is opening a special exhibition in a few days on Luanda's history at the City Museum...Princess Caprice is due to speak at it..." said Paula. As the two super heroines spoke...all attention was directed towards the front of the mansion. "What's going on?" asked Paula. "Looks like we're in the presence of royalty" quipped Michelle as she finished her drink. This was confirmed as Paula's 18-year old student assistant JUAN MARQUEZ...who she was attracted to as Ant Girl...approached them. "Excuse me Professor Jones...but the Princess of Luanda has arrived" said the handsome Latino. Michelle observed the brief flicker of interest in the lady professor's eyes. "Looks like I'm not the only woman here interested in younger men" she thought...as images of her teenage boyfriend Trey came to mind. Scorpion Nest 8 pm Wearing an electronic targeting sensor over his right eye...and a pair of steel cannons on his wrists... Trey raised his arms...as he fired a rapid salvo of energy bolts...similar to those which his super heroine girlfriend unleashed from her silver Scorpion Ring... and destroyed an array of targets which popped up at him...in the training are of the their secret lair on the Detroit waterfront. "Accuracy at 96 per cent...Targeting system operating at 95 per cent efficiency...Master Trey..." said Stinger...the alien artificial intelligence who was an integral part of the crime fighting efforts of Scorpion Woman...how Michelle Walker acquired her super powers...and the operations of the Scorpion Nest. "Great...We've got those things going in the right direction.." replied Trey as he took off the sensor and the wrist cannons. Sitting down behind the main computer console in the Nest's command centre...Trey brought up schematics of a suit of armour...which he had been working on...without telling Michelle. The armour was capable of stopping any kind of bullet or explosive...used by armed forces around the world. The targeting sensor allowed Trey to see clearly in all spectrums of light...and even in pitch blackness. "How are we with the propulsion systems?" asked Trey...as he typed on the keyboard. "The designs are complete Master Trey...I am integrating them into the armour...along with the necessary radar...life support and countermeasures associated with aerial combat...the armour's existing capability will increase your strength 1,000 times...in hand to hand combat...You will not be as powerful as Mistress but...more powerful than an ordinary adult human" replied the AI...who paused after that statement. "You're thinking I should tell Amazon about this?" asked Trey rhetorically. "Yes Master Trey...Mistress cares deeply for you...Will she not understand your reasons?" asked Stinger. "I'm sure she would...but something is troubling Amazon...since that night I found her unconscious on the waterfront...then the bad dream she had last night...She's not herself...and I can't let her get hurt...So don't tell her anything Stinger...If she's going to get mad at anyone...I'll take the rap for it..." said Trey. "Understood Master Trey...I have your back" said the AI. "Did you have any results from her body scans" asked Trey. "Yes Master Trey...Mistress is in good health...all of her vitals are strong...but I detected a strange radiation on her body...it is not enough to cause her any harm...but its signature is unlike any I know exists on this planet" said Stinger. "Keep checking on that Stinger...It could be important" replied Trey. Woodbridge district Detroit 8 pm Clad in a form fitting white evening gown which showed off the curves of her impressive ebony body...open toe white high heels on her smooth ebony feet...her shiny shoulder length black hair tied into a bun behind her head...wearing her large rimmed glasses...Caprice...Princess of Luanda...alighted from a black SUV...bearing the flags of her African nation...to applause by the guests at the reception being held at the palatial mansion of billionaire businessman and City Councilman Mario Vanetti in her honour. She was followed by her special liaison...Lydia Carlisle...who was clad in a red business suit...while her bodyguards from the Luandan Embassy...flanked them. Mario Vanetti stepped forward...and bowed respectfully to the young princess. "Your Highness...I am Mario Vanetti...I am honoured to welcome you to my home...and to my city..." he said...for the benefit of the assembled media present...as well as his guests. "I am honoured by your attention Mr Vanetti...and eager to see more of this great city" replied Caprice. "Certainly your Highness...Follow me please" said Vanetti as he escorted the princess into his mansion and began to introduce her to his guests...who were a selection of the most influential persons in Detroit. Caprice smiled and chatted pleasantly with them...as protocol dictated. However it was only when they reached to two of the guests that her interest was raised. "Detective Walker...I am pleased that you could attend tonight's reception...I am humbled to be in the presence of such a brave woman...I read all about your role in stopping some dangerous Russian criminals in Detroit several months ago" said Caprice as she offered her right hand in friendship to the beauteous policewoman...who accepted it with her right hand. "It's all in a day's work as a cop...your Highness" said Michelle as her blue eyes met Caprice's brown eyes. "I am sure...but nevertheless...I am glad that you and your partner...Detective Rafferty have agreed to work alongside my security detail while I am here...A pity he is not here...but I am sure I will meet him later..." replied Caprice....noting Arthur's absence. As she shook hands with Caprice...Michelle sensed there was more to the Luandan princess...who for all intents and purposes...had the look of a 20 year old university student. She detected a hidden strength...which was strangely familiar to her. Caprice as well sensed there was something different about Michelle Walker as well. There thoughts were interrupted when Caprice spoke with Professor Paula Jones...who was standing next to Michelle. "Professor Jones...I'm happy to finally meet you... Queen Leona wanted to extend her personal thanks for the University of Detroit agreeing to host a special exhibition on my country during my visit" "Your Highness...might I suggest that you continue your discussions in private?" suggested Lydia Carlisle. "Indeed...I have my den at your disposal" added Vanetti. Paula remembered her last visit to that part of Vanetti's mansion led to her being knocked out by an electric taser...fired by Michelle's partner...but she kept that to herself. "A good suggestion Lydia...Professor...will you join me?" asked Caprice with a smile. "Certainly your Highness" replied Paula and nodded to her assistant Juan...who followed them to the den. "Enjoy the rest of the party Detective..." said Vanetti with a grin as he followed behind the Luandan princess and her entourage. After spending another hour...being bored at watching the city's wealthiest citizens engaging in boring conversation...dancing and feasting on the free food and drink lavishly laid out by Vanetti...Michelle had enough. The heels of her black stilettos echoed across the pavement...her huge firm creamy bust bobbing slightly under her tight fitting black dress as she walked away from the mansion. "There's something about Princess Caprice...I can't put my finger on it...there's something she's hiding...but what" wondered Michelle as she walked...the sounds of the festivities at the Vanetti mansion slowly fading into the background. Suddenly...she felt her large pink Scorpion Nipples tingle under her dress...warning her of danger. As the beauteous policewoman turned to her right...she saw a black van pull out of a street near to Vanetti's mansion and drive away. "Too many people around here...especially cops...I can't change into Scorpion Woman now...I'll have to find some place out of sight to change" thought Michelle as she kept on walking. In the back of the van...a pair of agents of Cyclops International...processed digital photos of the beauteous policewoman. "See to it that her picture is sent to our operatives...We must keep track of everyone providing security around the Princess...Now relay information for our next target...to Team Two.." said one of the agents to the Cyclops agent driving the van...as an image of Detective Arthur Rafferty came up on screen. Gold Coast district Detroit 9 pm Detective Arthur Rafferty...regarded by many citizens in Detroit as a super cop for his heroism in taking down several notorious criminals...was grappling with one of his most serious cases at the moment...getting his tie straight...before he left his apartment to attend the gala reception at Mario Vanetti for Princess Caprice of Luanda. Arthur wanted to create a good impression in his new assignment as a security liaison of the Detroit Police Department to the Luandan princess...who was visiting the city on a goodwill mission for her country. As he struggled with how to get his tie right...Arthur heard a gentle thud on his balcony. He turned around...his right hand on the butt of his Beretta automatic...ready to draw it from his left shoulder holster when he saw his guest saunter into his apartment. "MISS MUSCLE!" gasped Arthur in surprise. He was also surprised and aroused by her new look. She was no longer as muscular she was before.. but slimmer and more curvaceous. She had grown in height to an even eight feet. 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. "Good evening Detective...I hope I'm not interrupting anything..." said the Herculean Heroine with a smile as she strolled towards him...her massive firm golden bronze breasts bobbing sexily under her new attire. The Sexy Strongwoman...who was secretly Carver High School principal KATE SPENCER... felt her famous golden brown nipples stiffen under her thin gold v-slit leotard...as she spotted Arthur's obvious arousal. She remembered how Arthur helped her in more ways than one...to take out some drug dealers operating at her new school...when she first relocated to Detroit from Alpha City in the Midwest. "I take it you like my new look...I got it while I was in Jamaica on vacation..." said Miss Muscle as she stood before Arthur...towering over him as he stood at an even six feet tall. "Uh...Yeah...I didn't know...you were...Uh...back in town.." stammered Arthur...who could not stop looking at the Herculean Heroine's enhanced bust...which pleased her immensely. She remembered how good his hands felt on her breasts...the source of her super strength. "Well I am...and since you're the only friend I have here...I thought I'd drop by and say hello...before I went out on patrol..." replied Miss Muscle...as she easily straightened Arthur's tie. "Uh...Thanks" said Arthur. "Don't worry Detective...Now that I'm back...I hope to see more of you...a lot more..." quipped Kate with a smile as she turned and walked away...allowing Arthur to get a good look at her firm tight ass...as she did. Remembering how she had a strange attraction as Miss Muscle to her teenage nephew BILLY SPENCER...Kate hoped to transfer that to the handsome police officer...who was infatuated with her super powered alter-ego. Exiting on to his balcony...Miss Muscle flexed her massive golden bronze thighs...catapulted herself into the air...and flew away into the night sky. Lost in their respective erotic thoughts...neither Miss Muscle nor Arthur...were aware of the occupants of a second black van watching them from the street. "Detective Rafferty has a connection to Miss Muscle...Our intelligence indicated that that she had returned and is now operating in Detroit...We shall need a contingency in place to deal with her" said one of the Cyclops International agents in this van...as digital photos of the detective and the Herculean Heroine were processed in the rear of the van. Woodbridge district Detroit 9.15 pm Ensuring she was out of sight of prying eyes...in the deep shadows of an alleyway between two apartment buildings... Detective Michelle Walker stood with her long muscular creamy legs slightly apart...as she focused her thoughts on the silver ring she always wore on her right middle finger. As she did...a thick black aura engulfed her...and the beauteous policewoman...felt herself becoming stronger and sexier...as she underwent an amazing metamorphosis. When the aura faded...it was the sexy Scorpion Woman who stood in her place...clad in her thin tight black sticky leotard...which highlighted her curvaceous and muscular creamy body....a silver scorpion insignia proudly displayed between her huge firm creamy breasts...which her leotard strained to contain. She wore black sticky gloves on her hands...up to her elbows. Black sticky boots on her long muscular creamy legs up to her knees. Her identity concealed behind a black sticky mask which covered the upper part of her face...except the lower part of her nose and her glossy red lips. Behind her head...her shoulder length glossy black hair was tied into a long thick braid resembling a scorpion's tail. "Stinger...I need my bike" said Scorpion Woman into the silver Scorpion Ring on her right middle finger. "As you command Mistress..." replied the AI...and her silver Scorpion Cycle...with black scorpion insignia on its sides...appeared beside her in the alley. Sexily straddling her mystic powered motorcycle...the Venomous Vixen revved the engine.. rode out of the alley...and sped off in a blur of motion...before anyone knew she was even there. "Oh...This is so much better...I was getting bored out of my mind at that cocktail party...I only went because Trey wanted me to" thought Michelle with a smile on her beauteous face...as she felt the cool night air brushing past her curvaceous and muscular creamy body...as she steered her Scorpion Cycle through the streets of Detroit. Activating the scanners on her bike...the Venomous Vixen began her search for the black van she spotted...as she left Vanetti's mansion. "Now let's find that van and find out why its occupants are so interested in Michelle Walker" resolved Scorpion Woman. 10 pm Back at the mansion of Mario Vanetti...the reception continued. In the privacy of the mansion's den... Princess Caprice of Luanda and Professor Paula Jones...discussed the opening of the special exhibition on Luanda at the City Museum. As they completed their talks...Caprice stood up...and Paula did too...out of respect for the Luandan princess. "I regret you must leave Professor Jones...I enjoyed our conversation very much" said Caprice. "I did too your Highness...but I have early classes to teach tomorrow..." replied Paula. "I understand Professor...I look forward to seeing you again at the exhibition" said Caprice with a smile. The two women shook hands and left. Caprice checked her silver wrist watch and looked at Lydia Carlisle. "Lydia...Tell our driver that I am ready to depart...We have a busy day of engagements tomorrow as well" said the Princess. "Yes your Highness" replied the blonde aide as she bowed and left the den...to carry out her instructions...leaving Caprice alone with her host...Mario Vanetti. "Leaving so soon your Highness...Please stay a little longer...the night is young..." suggested Vanetti...as he started to turn on his Italian American charm. While Caprice had to admit that the older man was handsome and fit for his age...she did not have the same feeling around him...as she did around JC Rivera...the handsome Mexican student she shared classes with...and had a crush on...even though he was angry at her at the moment. "You have been a generous host Mr Vanetti...but I must leave now..." replied Caprice...as she walked past him. "But I insist you stay..." began Vanetti...as he placed his left hand on Caprice's right shoulder. On instinct...and with a strength that surprised the billionaire business magnate...the Luandan princess grabbed his left wrist with her right hand...and applied the pressure. " Do not take liberties with me Mr Vanetti...I am a Princess of Luanda!...I do not bow to the wishes of men like you!' quipped Caprice as she released his left hand...and walked out of the den... leaving Vanetti fuming...as she smiled and waved to his guests...as Lydia and three of her bodyguards...escorted back to her SUV...which drove off once she was inside. Though Vanetti put on a brave face for his guests...he was angry that Caorice refused to fall for his obvious bait. "This isn't over...Your Highness!...Nobody says no to Marion Vanetti...No one!" vowed the Italian Amercian city councilman and billionaire business magnate. Royal Oak district Detroit 11 pm. Alone in the bedroom of the fortified mansion which she was staying at...while she was in Detroit...Princess Caprice sighed with boredom...as she relaxed on her bed...in a flimsy white satin nightie...that highlighted the curves of her ebony body which she normally kept hidden from sight. "Finally...I have some time to myself...I understand what M'Baku says about my duties as Princess of Luanda...and why Aunt Leona wants me to do this trip to Detroit...but I need to get out of here for a while...stretch my legs...explore some of this city on my own..." resolved Caprice with a smile...as she removed her glasses from her face...and walked over to the nearby dresser table...where her purse was. Reaching into a secret compartment in her purse... Caprice took out the sacred golden LION TALISMAN Belt....and entwined it around her small curvy waist. She heard the rush of a mighty wind fill the air...and the booming roar of ten lions fill her ears...as she brilliant aura of golden light engulfed her...making her feel...stronger and sexier with each passing second. When the light faded...Caprice's naturally curvy ebony body...had become voluptuous and muscular. Her enhanced ebony body was barely clad by a lion pelt crop top...which barely covered her massive ebony breasts...the outlines of a pair of giant nipples against its fabric...lion pelt bikini shorts barely hugging the space between her massive ebony thighs. Golden bracelets with lion's head insignia adorning her wrists...the fingernails of her strong ebony hands...and the toenails of her erotic bare ebony feet...claw like and glossy. The end of a mane of glossy black hair...reaching the middle of her back...out of the back of a cowl mask which resembled the head of a lion...with yellow eyes staring straight ahead...Caprice's real brown eyes hidden behind them...allowing her heightened vision through all spectrums of light. The lower part of her nose and her full glossy lips were the only part of her beauteous face that was exposed. The Lion Talisman Belt was now entwined securely around her wider and curvier waist. "Time for the LIONESS...to introduce herself to the good people of Detroit!!" declared the Ample Chested African Avenger...clenching her fists for emphasis...as she opened her bedroom window...slipped out of her bedroom...and out of the mansion...undetected by the armed security guards patrolling the perimeter. It was not long before a shapely silhouette was running across the rooftops of buildings in Highland Park. Caprice revelled in the feeling of the cool night air brushing against her voluptuous and muscular ebony body which was barely covered by her thin lion pelt crop top and tiny lion pelt bikini short between her massive ebony thighs....and through her long mane of shiny black hair...in her sexy super powered alter ego of Lioness. Flexing her massive ebony thighs...the Ample Chested African Avenger...leapt off the rooftop of the building she was on...alighting to the metal surface of a moving subway train. Squatting on the balls of her erotic bare ebony feet...which made her massive ebony breasts bunch together under her thin tight lion pelt crop top...the Lioness hitched a free ride on the moving train as its way south towards the New Centre district. As the train headed south...the cool night air brushing against her voluptuous and muscular ebony body...the outlines of her giant nipples becoming more distinct...her long mane of shiny black hair flailing in the air behind her....behind the fixed yellow eyes of her lion cowl mask...Caprice looked at the glittering lights of the city of Detroit laid out before her. She thought about the handsome Latino JC Rivera who she was attracted to...but had no idea that she was the mighty Lioness. She also thought about the teenage street kid Ronnie...who outwitted her as Lioness...and who disappeared before she could find out from him who were the mysterious men that he was working for...who had been after trade secrets at the branch of Lara Industries...a top Luandan conglomerate with ties to the Luandan Royal Family...months earlier. "If only M'Baku were here...He would advise me about what to do" thought the Lioness. The thoughts of the Ample Chested African Avenger were interrupted...as her enhanced hearing...allowed her to hear the scream of a woman...above the deafening sound of the moving subway train's engine. "My romantic interests will have to be put on hold for the moment...Someone is in danger...and they will need my help!" Lioness resolved as she stood up atop the moving train. As it neared the New Centre transit hub...which intersected with three other train lines. Caprice tensed her muscles...then leapt with feline agility...from the train she was on...to a second train...and finally a third one...an express train which was heading north...in the direction that she heard the scream coming from. Her movements were so fast that none of the people in the transit hub or on board the moving trains saw her. Warren district Detroit 11.15 pm As the train she was riding upon...turned away from the glittering lights in the city's centre...and headed towards the northern suburbs...where the lights were dimmer...and the buildings became older...and it passed through what were clearly some of the poorer neighbourhoods in the city...Princess Caprice...the busty Lioness of Luanda....sensed she was getting closer to her destination. Her suspicions were confirmed when she heard the scream again...this time a lot clearer...as the train neared the northernmost hub on this end of the tracks. Flexing her massive ebony thighs...her muscular ebony arms extended before her...the Ample Chested African Avenger leapt from the moving train...alighting on the balls of her erotic ebony bare feet into a darkened alleyway behind some old apartment buildings. There she found four men...their faces painted like human skulls,...who had a teenage black girl on the ground before them. It was obvious to her what their intentions were. Enraged by what she saw...the Lioness exploded into action...without a second thought. "Away you jackals!!" declared the Lioness as she grabbed one of the men...all of whom were members of the feared DETROIT BONES street gang...by his jacket collar and effortlessly tossed him away like a rag doll. The other three gangsters...took notice as their homey when sailing through the air...slammed against the wall of one of the apartment buildings and slid to the ground...out cold. Turning away from the teenage girl...who was dazed on the ground from their surprise attack...the trio turned their attention to the buxom black woman in strange attire who dared to interfere. "You made big mistake bitch!!" snarled one Bones gangster as he pulled out a knife. "Yeah!...We gonna do your ass good!" agreed a second gangster...who slipped brass knuckles on to his fingers. "Damn straight!" added the third gangster...who took out a chain. The fourth nodded as he took out a blackjack. "You men are cowards!...Choosing to prey on a defenceless young girl!...You now face the Lioness!!...Heroine of the Kingdom of Luanda!!" declared Caprice as she raised her muscular ebony arms...and spread her long muscular ebony legs slightly apart...as she tensed her voluptuous and muscular ebony body for action. The trio charged towards the Ample Chested African Avenger...and she charged forward to meet them. Evading the wild swing of the first gangster with his knife...Lioness countered with a right hand karate chop to the throat. Moving past his falling form...she thrust her long muscular left ebony leg...stamping the ball of her erotic left bare ebony foot on the face of the second Bones gangster. The third gangster was distracted by the flash of the glossy claw like toenails of her erotic right bare ebony foot...before he could act...but saw stars when the top of that same foot slammed into the underside of his jaw. The fourth gangster...lunged with his blackjack...but the Lioness easily evaded his attack and countered with a solid left fist...directly between his open thighs...into his groin...and he dropped to the ground...gasping for air. As the four Detroit Bones gangsters lay dazed and defeated on the ground around her...the Ample Chested African Avenger approached the teenage girl who was still on the ground. "Are you all right?...Do not worry...I will protect you...until the authorities arrive" said Caprice as she extended her right hand to the girl. However she was unnerved by the sight of the buxom masked black woman approaching her. The yellow fixed eyes of Caprice's lion head cowl mask. ...which seemed to be glaring directly at her. "No!...Stay away!" cried the teenage girl. "It is all right...Do not be afraid...I am Lioness...I am a super heroine...I am your friend....I will not harm you" said the Ample Chested African Avenger...as she took another step towards the girl. However the girl was sacred of the menacing look of the beauteous Lioness...and became hysterical. "No!!!...No!!!...Help!!!!!...Help!!!!!...Help!!!!" screamed the teenage girl as she got up and ran away from the Ample Chested African Avenger. "The girl is hysterical!...She could find herself in danger again!...I must go after her...to keep her safe...I must...." resolved Lioness..as she prepared to pursue the girl. However Caprice made the costly mistake of thinking that her enemies had been defeated. The busty Superwoman of Luanda was unaware of a fifth Detroit Bones gangster...who had been keeping watch at another end of the alley...while his four friends...ambushed the girl as she was walking along the street...dragged her into the alleyway...to r@?3* her. Seeing his homeys on the ground...and the mighty Lioness standing with his back to them...and to him...tensing her voluptuous and muscular ebony body...as she was about to run after the teenage girl. Fearing that the Ample Chested African Avenger...would bring the cops back for them...the fifth Bones gangster...gripped the handle of a baseball bat he was carrying with both hands... came up behind the unsuspecting heroine...and raised it above his head. Thinking only about the safety teenage girl...and returning to her mansion before she was missed as Princess Caprice...the beauteous and busty Lioness was oblivious to everything else...and she paid the price for her costly mistake. With all his might...the gangster brought the thick tip of the baseball bat down on the back of her head. Her lion cowl mask offered her no protection...as the bat smashed against the space between the back of her skull and the top of her neck...hidden from view by her long thick mane of shiny black hair...which flowed out of the back of her lion cowl mask. "UNNNNNNNNNNNH" groaned Lioness...as her head dropped forward...her muscular ebony arms flailed in front of her...and she staggered forward on the balls of her erotic bare ebony feet...from the blow from the baseball bat. Stumbling forward...her head reeling with dizziness...the Ample Chested African Avenger instinctively turned...to defend herself from the fifth Bones gangster who she had failed to attack. However the bat-wielded Bones gangster...seeing what she did to his homeys...did not give her any opportunity to recover. "This'll change your tune bitch!!" he snarled as swung the bat hard into her toned abdomen. "UUUUUUUUUUUNH" groaned Caprice...as this second blow knocked her off her erotic bare feet...causing her to double over...her head lowered between her extended muscular ebony arms...her long muscular ebony legs spread wide apart in the air......the sexy toes of her erotic bare ebony feet...with glossy claw like toenails...curled with tension...as the wind was knocked out of her sails. "Great work Homes!" said one of the other four gangsters...as he got up in time to see the Ample Chested African Avenger hit the ground. The other three gangsters...all eager for payback...pounced atop the dazed and disoriented Lioness. "You gonna get yours now bitch!!" snarled the first Bones gangster...as another gangster grabbed the Busty Superwoman of Luanda by her wrists...while two other gangsters each grabbed hold of her ankles. The first gangster wasted no time in yanking down the heroine's thin lion pelt crop top...causing her massive ebony mounds to explode forth. "Check the hooters on this bitch!!" he sneered. Reeling from the blows to her head and gut...Caprice was unable to stop what happened next. "AAAAAARGH...MY LION BREASTS...AAAAAAAAAAARGH...GET YOUR HANDS OFF OF THEM...AAAAAAAAAAARGH...THEY MUST NOT BE TOUCHED" cried the Lioness as she struggled within the grasps of the Detroit Bones gangsters as they fought to keep her pinned to the ground. "Come on homeys!...Let's change this bitch's tune!" sneered the first Bones gangster. "NOOOOOOOO...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUNH...MY LION BREASTS...BEING GROPED...BY MEN...MY BIG LION NIPPLES...BEING...PULLED....TWISTED...AIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE...AIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE..AIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE THAT IS THE SOURCE OF MY LION STRENGTH...AIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE...I AM BECOMING WEAK...AIEEEEEEEEEEEEEE....I AM BECOMING...TIRED... AIEEEEEEEEEEEEEE...AIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE" screamed Caprice...her brown eyes becoming heavy with fatigue behind the fixed yellow eyes of her lion cowl mask...as she began to wish it was JC or Ronnie fondling her naked awesome ebony bust...in this back alley in Detroit...with nobody to save her. To be continued.

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