Got Gal:The New Got-Chic

By Red Hood 316

Redhood316@gmail.com

The Delta City exposition had closed for the night. The world's largest gallery of superheroine apparel, donated by the superheroines themselves. Treasures from past adventures, such as Got Gal`s fire extinguisher, modeling photos from a blonde model in a lime green swimsuit saved by Amazing Babe, one of Sara Kraft's handguns, the Markov Diamond from Esha's personal collection, and the crown jewel of the exhibit, Ms. Americana's personal power belt had been personally donated by the Superheroine herself on loan while she took a week for research and development to parts unknown.

High above the convention center, in the penthouse suite of the adjoining Wade Tower building Got Gal watched the exhibition closely. Tonight, her entire patrol was solely devoted to keeping an eye on the exhibition. She had been out of the game ever since she lost Got-Chic a year ago, and was looking now to ease herself back into the game.

It wasn't easy though. Getting back into her costume was the first hassle, as all the weight that she had gained in her time off from lack of physical activity had gone straight to her breasts and buttocks. In fact, the bottom of her costume looked more like a thong now, as her costume couldn't help but ride up when she walked.

But tonight, standing high above in the moonlight, her shadow cast long over the exhibition hall through the window, she couldn't help admiring herself. Her buxom shape, long stretched out in shadow along the land, casting long over the land made her feel empowered, as if she had the power and ability to take on a figurative army of Delta City's worst dare they enter her shadow. And before her eyes enter a small, cat like figure darting through the darker shadows toward the back door of the convention center. Show time.

Down below in the shadows, Got Gal landed against the concrete, her powerful legs catching her on the ground with minimal discomfort. In hot pursuit of the would-be thief, Got Gal caught the door the thief had entered through with before it closed so that minimal sound would arouse suspicion. After scanning the hall earlier today in her news report, Got Gal knew the layout and the quickest way to Ms. Americana's power belt in order to head off the thief.

Through the doorway to the main event Got Gal saw Panthris stealing the power belt from the display, mumbling something about how stupid and vain the cows of Delta City were. Got Gal felt her heart stop as Panthris put on the belt. More powerful than ever, even in her prime Got Gal had problems taking down Panthris; and now with the power belt and Ms. Americana unable to power up, no one in Delta City had even a chance of stopping her. And knowing Panthris's M.O., she would be taunting them all to try before she caught them in her clutches and raped them.

The thought of it all was maddening. With twice the thrusting power, twice the speed, more libido....Got Gal shuddered at the thought. And that accursed cock would never go dry until she had ended the career of every Superheroine. Yes, her cock was what Got Gal really had to worry about. In fact, the very thought of it had frozen Got Gal in her super charged libido, all but her already squeezing and wet pussy. Which gave her an idea.

Monologuing on a level that would make Ms. America jealous, which for a second Got Gal wondered if these power items brought out, Panthris never heard Got Gal coming at all. Seductively pressing her body against Panthris's, she licked her way up Panthris's neck, nibbling her ear as her hands rushed towards Panthris's upper and lower erogenous zones under her costume. Instantly, Panthris's body froze up, and for a moment Got Gal could see goosebumps rise on her skin.

Working quickly, Got Gal pressed her own wet snatch against Panthris's exposed ass from her costume. She whispered "Give into the pleasure. I can feel how badly you need it." as she began working Panthris's clit and nipples. As she felt her gloved hand working her pussy begin to slick with juices, she skillfully switched hands and brought the glove to her lips, and turning Panthris's face towards hers Got Gal licked the cum soaked fingers of her glove before pulling it off seductively with her mouth and kissing Panthris passionately. As she felt the normally powerful and dominant woman's will crumble like wet sand in her fingers, she tauntingly asked "So how do you like a taste of your own medicine. Figuratively, you big titted whore."

The taunt snapped Panthris back to her senses. She elbowed Got Gal in the face and swept the woman's leg out from behind her. Furious now that she had come so close to being seduced herself, she grabbed Got Gal by the hair and pulled her up from the floor. With venom in her voice, she said "Got Whore, I'm so glad to see you back. It's been so long since I met my second favorite fuck toy. You've become lazy, fat and round since we last met. And this doesn't even fit you anymore" as she ripped off Got Galls costume bottom.

"I'm going to destroy you." Panthris ended her soliloquy with. Struggling to muster her strength and break free of Panthris's grip, she twisted and convulsed as hard as she could until she suddenly felt Panthris's metal claw tracing an icy line down her pubic hair towards her snatch, now even wetter than ever. Got Gal froze and looked into Panthris's eyes, which looked back at her with not the passion that she normally attacked superheroines purity with, but pure lust. They were now slaves to their own libidos.

"As a welcome back measure, I'm going to touch you the same way that I touch myself to get the bitch tamer out."she whispered tauntingly as she began tracing the name of her victim across Got Gal's clit in different languages. Got Gal's mind could barely contain the pleasure as the furious rubbing brought her closer and closer to orgasm, where that would be it and again she would be taking Panthris's cock once more. She could even feel it growing and becoming hard as it pressed into her body, Panthris not yet ready to put the punctuation on her deed until she had mad Got Gal cum herself.

And Got Gal herself was not even holding an ounce of resistance, as she writhed and now pressed against Panthris's fingers in an attempt to get the release she so badly needed. In fact, she was just about to surrender completely when Panthris froze herself, and she pressed her slit against her frozen fingers hoping to carry herself that little bit further.

But in front of them, naked and buxom was Brenda Wade herself, now deep throating Panthris's cock, covered in the juices of her own aroused pussy at the sight of her. Panthris, horny beyond belief from the other assaults, let Got Gal go carelessly. Got Gal seized the opportunity and began fondling Panthris once again, kissing her passionately and now fingering her dripping wet snatch around Brand's face.

It didn't take long before Panthris's load filled up Brenda's throat. She could barely contain all the cum without choking,and some dribbled down her chin. But this wasn't a normal orgasm for Panthris. What normally left her feeling powerful and superior now made her feel weak and suggestive. Got gal seized the opportunity herself, whispering "Surrender to me. Become my new Got-Chic. I'll give you more of this" in her ear. And at the moment, lesbian orgies under the control of Got Gal and giving up being Panthris sounded wonderful. In the back of her mind however, something screamed at her to stop. To run away with the power belt.

But it was too little too late. As she even began to hear it, she was being forced down to the ground while she licked and serviced Got Gal's pussy with her mouth and Brenda rode her cock. Inside her mind, a voice screamed "This is what you deserve for being caught." And she certainly couldn't argue as she blew her load inside Brenda's pussy, dripping wet. As they switched positions and Got Gal now rode her cock and she licked her own cum clean from Brenda's pussy, Got Gal even fingered Panthris's to get her orgasm to feel even better. And Got Gal egged her on, saying "That's it Got-Chic. You'll be a great crimefighter yourself someday if you keep this up!"

And Got-Chic came harder than she ever had before, her snatch squirting cum and her cock convulsing as it shot into Got Gal's pussy and Brenda Wade came in her face. Panthris was defeated forever.

And for some reason, Brenda Wade took the power belt away.