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SIZE QUEEN in THE BIGGER THEY ARE THE HARDER YOU CUM!
Wolf Woman jokingly said she found the young girl who would
go on to be known as the super heroine Size Queen floating
down the Amazon in a hatbox.
In fact, she was discovered by both Wolf Woman and Sarah
Kraft in the lost overgrown ruins of the Temple of the Jaguar
in the lost City of the Sun when they went looking for and
found the missing Jungle Babe.
In either case the young girl grew, in more ways than one, to
become one of the more powerful and stranger super heroines
of Delta City.
Size Queen can alter her size. She can grow in an instant to
be a towering giant or shrink down to a tiny insect in size.
She can grow or stretch just a part of her body, so as to
say, stretch out a hand and reach across a room to form a
giant fist and punch some one. She can change her hair style
and hair color or eye color in an instant. She can change her
face or the pigmentation of her skin to give herself a tan or
to change her race. She can change her voice. She can even
change her sex.
Size Queen mostly uses her giant form and minute form to
fight crime. It is important that Size Queen changes her face
and hair and eye color slightly when she rushes into combat
as naturally she can not wear any kind of costume or clothing
when she shifts her size and so she is the only super heroine
in Delta City who fights crime naked.
This has actually made her very, very, popular with the
general public. Especially with the teen males of the city. A
forty foot super heroine who shows up at your school stark
naked to speak about the benefits of higher education while
doing hand bras and squeezing her thighs together to try and
hide her very hairy snatch is going to be very popular
indeed! As well as successful in her endeavours.
Size Queen's secret identity is Cameo Star. A very successful
super model. Being able to alter one's face or body at a
moments notice does indeed make one a highly desirable asset
as a fashion model. Cameo can put on a one woman show and
make it look like there were forty different models there
wearing the clothes.
Mostly she does bikini and lingerie magazine shoots. But her
face is considered one of the most beautiful in the world and
she is one of the few models who is the 'face' of more than
one giant cosmetics firms product line at the same time.
Cameo Star likes to keep her body whisper slim and then give
herself a tight very round backside and some very large full
firm breasts. It would be impossible to say that her body or
face was some how 'fake' as they are of course real flesh and
bone tissue and it would be just as impossible to say what
her real features and body look like as she was incredibly
beautiful with a vivacious body when she had been first
found.
She wore bodies like other women wore shoes. She could go
from a brooding goth look to sultry seductive to airy fresh
youth as fast as her mood swings. Only her clothes had to be
changed to match her face and body and hair.
As a super heroine Size Queen was considered a major asset in
any mission. Her miniature form could infiltrate almost any
security situation without the need to compromise it and thus
leave a trace of invasion. Or she could simply powerhouse in
her giant form as her two hundred foot size picked up cars in
each hand and crushed them like lemons.
Experience had shown Size Queen that there were certain
'sizes' which were staples for use and which she often shrunk
or grew to and paused at to see if further adjustments were
necessary. As such she found in her giant form that forty
feet and twenty feet were good for power-housing in a brawl
in the city streets. And in her miniature form that ten
inches and one inch were good for most applications.
Due to molecular compression and expansion whenever she
shrunk or grew in size her bodies strength and resistances to
damage increase in direct proportions. Thus as a normal sized
teen girl walking the street as Cameo Star or as Size Queen
she had only increased healing and some increased resistance
and strength but just change her size slightly and she could
already gage a significant increase in all of those
attributes. The more she shrank or grew the more power she
had and the more resistance she was to physical damage. This
was important because sever temperatures were physical damage
and being naked it was important that a city wide blizzard or
burning heat wave tarmac could not hurt her exposed body.
Whenever Cameo Star switched to her Size Queen super heroine
status she always shrunk or grew at least slightly in size.
So she simply would not look like a naked teen girl with a
slim body and sexy round butt and huge killer rack walking
down the busy city streets. As such her 'ready' but not yet
battling size was usually ten to twelve feet tall or two to
three feet tall on the city streets. The larger being more
preferable during the busy daylight hours so she could
plow/move quickly through the crowds and the smaller good at
night on the less busy streets so she could move more unseen.
Cameo Star was very wealthy due to her very successful super
model career and commercials and beauty cosmetics ads. But
she was still a teenage girl and this meant that she still
had to attend Delta City High School.
There she had an odd friendship with a boy named Nate
Wiseacker who other than the super heroines of the city was
the only one who knew Cameo Star was also Size Queen. A day
did not seem to pass where Cameo was not sneakily stretching
her arm across the classroom and forming a large desk sized
fist and smacking it down on Nate's head in retaliation for
some mocking joking comment he had just made when she had
screwed up in front of the class and had everyone laughing at
her.
Still Nate kept her grounded and despite his poverty and
irrelevant indifference to all things and yet insatiable
curiosity of anything; he remained her only 'true' friend and
was the only one who 'got' her.
He also had a penis that when flaccid knocked about his knee
caps and despite his reluctance to let her play with it as
much as she would like and his freaking out when she had
grown a dick in front of him that one time 'for a little tag
team anal'; he was the only one she was letting 'clip her
hedges' at the moment.
Not really boyfriend/girlfriend but more like friends with
occasional benefits. She found she spent most of her time
trying not to let him drag her into some curiosity triggered
snooping either in derelict buildings or the cities sewers or
pouring over the musty archives of the city libraries
basements looking for nefarious 'clues' about this or that
prominent citizen of the city.
He was probably the only boy in all of North America not
trying to get into her panties, not that she ever wore
underwear, and yet the only one who could.
In truth, Nate was more a super hero than she was. He wanted
to be an oceanographer when he graduated from high school but
she was certain he would be a detective of some kind because
of his constant need to solve problems and because he got sea
sick even on her water bed and could not swim.
He couldn't do much about the sea sickness but he was
determined to learn to swim. But his body just seemed to sink
rather than float and a summer of lessons had not improved
him beyond mastering the deadman float. Still Cameo remained
supportive and would wiggle into the skimpiest bikini she
could find and spend hours at the pool with him soaking up
the sun and waving at him as his exasperated instructors
would pull him about on little foam boards trying to get him
to kick less franticly.
She enjoyed counting the boners she popped in the wet clingy
swim shorts around her and the pissed off faces of the girls
who would lower their red faces as she hip swayed past.
Cameo never let her firm opulent jugs get under a double KK
cup or her let her pearly white blemish free skin get a tan
despite the sun. And she never let the more brass males spend
more than a few seconds in her presence before nodding at the
lifeguards who knowing how famous and rich she was would
swoop down and toss the losers out of the pool for the day.
After the frustration of another swim lesson Nate would be
down but forcing himself to be cheerful and the two of them
often would wander around the city somehow managing to do
nothing at all and yet having a blast.
After the pool Cameo was always a bit more willing to indulge
Nate in his insatiable curiosities of the hidden aspects of
the city. After all he was as good at solving mysteries as he
was bad at swimming and it always made him happier and thus
increased her chances of him letting her get her 'itch'
scratched latter.
Unfortunately Nate's current 'mystery' involved a man named
Lester Nighthowl. He lived in the cities late 1800's early
1900's and was quiet the wealthy benefactor for the turn of
the century Delta City. It was his money that turned many of
the cities municipal wooden structures into monolithic stone
buildings. Several of these massive structures completed in
the 1940's and 1960's were still standing and still in use
today.
Nate was certain that several of these buildings had been not
only paid for by Nighthowl but designed by him and contained
several secret passages connecting them throughout the city.
He had been comparing and contrasting anomalies of blueprints
and digging in the morgue of the local newspaper for clues
for weeks now. And was certain he had discovered one of the
entrances to this secret labyrinth which of course was
unfortunately located in the Delta City old storm sewers.
Delta City being a costal city of Delta Bay saw sea storms a
plenty and hurricanes were seasonal occurrences. The Delta
Bay islands acted as a breakwater for much of the wrath of
the storms but city flooding was a part of life as much as
death and taxes. As such the storm sewers which were of
course separate from the sewage sewers were massive and
extensive under the city.
Designed to help rapidly drain the bay water from the city
these sewers were large and contained many deep cisterns.
Despite being large they still were not the sort of place one
who grew into a giant to fight would want to enter as they
were too cramped for that sort of thing and they were of
course full of water of all depths and thus not a place for a
boy who could not swim to enter.
Basically it was the worse possible environment for the pair
of them and yet Nate was recklessly fearless and of course
determined to seek out and explore his clue which had made
Cameo as both Cameo and Size Queen reluctant and hesitant to
acquiesces to his notion. Still she was really, really, horny
today and she knew that if she gave in to his desire he would
give into hers latter.
This meant a lot to her as men and women experience very
different orgasms. And being as she could switch her tackle
at will she was trying very, very, hard to get Nate to play
with her 'male' tackle as readily as her female. He was,
proving reluctant. And her pushing in the bed room had made
him even less willing to even play with her female bits
anymore.
If slopping around in waist deep brackish water got her to
finally bathe his adoring face in her baby batter then she
was more than willing to do it. She would follow him in there
despite the fact that they both knew the dangers in the storm
drains were more than just death by drowning. They were home
to the mutiods of Delta City and far darker things than even
that!
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"Okay, this is the closest surface entrance to the area where
the secret entrance should be located." Nate was holding a
flash light and removed his backpack and put it down on the
cement floor.
The building was of stone and brick and steel and had long
been abandoned. It consisted of a long rectangular open room
which still housed several large power generators long
unused. Most of the place had been gutted and the generators
had been left as gutted towering testaments of their former
glory. The brooding hulks stripped of their copper guts sat
like enormous metal cake toppers gathering dust and bird
droppings.
The 'entrance' to the storm sewers was a sunken concrete
stair case set in one corner of the large room. The stairs
lead down to a solid looking metal door.
Cameo eyed the door. It did not seem to be much different
than the one they had just used Nate's bolt cutters to cut
off the chain and its lock and enter the building.
But this one did not have a chain or a lock and someone had
used a torch to seal it; melting its seams shut.
Cameo eyed Nate, "you sure about this?" Nate nodded and Cameo
shrugged and began to strip. Despite her need to strip naked
in order to change outfits for her modeling gig and often
doing that in public with some assistant camera man holding
up a bed sheet for her so-called 'privacy' and despite her
stripping out of her clothes in order to transform into Size
Queen and not damage her clothes again most often than not in
semi-public places and despite her being naked in public as
the super heroine Size Queen on an almost weekly bases for
the past year and a half; the young teen girl did not feel
any less uncomfortable in shedding her garments in a large
open room in broad daylight.
She folded up her clothes and put them in plastic baggies
that Nate had provided and zipped them shut and then shoved
them into his backpack. All while he covered his eyes with
one hand and smirked.
She leered back at him smiling, "such a gentleman." Naked she
now concentrated and changed her hair color and style and eye
color and changed her face slightly and grew to a ten foot
size thus adopting her Size Queen super heroine persona just
as much as any other super heroine putting on her costume and
mask. "Okay, you can look. Pervert."
Nate dropped his hand and whistled. "Sweet! Think you can do
something about that door?"
Size Queen gave him a wink and climbed down the stairs and
promptly ripped the door back; pealing it like a pull tab can
top and motioned Nate to squeeze past her with a sweeping
hand and bending at the waist bow.
Nate switched on his flash light and stepped through the bent
and folded back door. Size Queen gave his ass a pinch as he
went by her and he yipped.
"We're working and that would be sexual harassment in the
work place, dear."
"So sue me."
Size Queen did not need a flash light. Being able to modify
her body meant changing her retinas giving her a sort of
'night-vision'. Doing so made her eyes glow, and in the dark
of the tunnel they now found themselves in, that gave her a
monestrous creepy look that caused Nate to shiver despite
himself but fortunately Size Queen had not seen it and he
would not have to spend the rest of the adventure dealing
with a brooding super heroine.
As soon as she was through the pealed back door and into the
storm drain tunnels themselves; Size Queen began to adjust
her shape to fit the tunnel. She wanted to be ready for any
sudden attacks by mutiods or rapetiod plants and the larger
or smaller she was the stronger she would be. Since she had
Nate to think about and protect she would go larger. Large as
she could. What followed was several seconds of her growing
and shrinking slightly as she adjusted to a size she felt
comfortable with. It looked like someone was fidgeting with a
radio knob trying to dial in a static-y station.
Nate Patiently waited knowing the importance of her getting
comfortable in the confines of the tunnel. He knew she did
not like to enter into 'too' confined of spaces as Size Queen
and he did appreciate her overcoming her reluctance to join
him on this adventure. He also realized that he could not
possibly survive down here without her super powers and so he
gave her a big smile and thumbs up when she seemed to set
upon one size and she smiled and nodded back.
Size Queen had chosen to make herself just large enough that
she had to stoop to half crawl in the tunnel. At this size
she could crush and toss a school bus full of Nazi's while
shrugging off their machine gun fire as so many mosquito
bites; so she felt ready to tackle any mutiods if not exactly
comfortable with sloshing naked through oily brackish water
underground in the dark.
As soon as she was ready Nate wheeled around with flashlight
raised and backpack in place. He waded through the knee deep
water his only weapon heavily breathing at his back and
sounding like a heard of elephants in labor.
Any kind of stealth tactic was out the window but with a
power house like Size Queen at his back Nate was only
slightly worried that he might die.
They did not go far before Nate's flash light beam showed
three Mutiod's rising up snarling from the water. Size Queen
stretched her arms past Nate knocking them back and then
shrunk and squeezed past him to grow again and start in
smacking them around.
Even in her large form it was obvious that Size Queen could
not out and out defeat the mutiods. She did manage to hold
her own and knock them back into an alcove where she quickly
bent pipes this way and that turning it into a makeshift
holding cell.
Panting from the exertion she did not hide her relief when
the next passage turn they took promptly opened up into a
much larger room.
She quickly swelled up in size and adopted a straddle legged
stance as Nate raced around the semi-flooded room looking for
the way up to its second story level. Just as he found the
stairs Size Queen reached down and snatched him up and placed
him on the upper gangway. He gave her a 'thank you' two
finger salute and began to try the various metal doors into
and searching the small metal rooms that contained various
flood control switches.
In order to proceed into the next smaller chamber he would
need to drain one section of the room and flood another. This
took him sometime to work out during which Size Queen found
and squashed several inseminiod plants into greesy pulps.
Size Queen always called the inseminiod plants 'GOT-laids' as
almost all of them were the rape spawn of Got Gal who
frequented the sewers of Delta City fighting its mutiod and
plantiod populations and usually getting raped and spawning
more mutiods and plantiods instead.
Once the re-direction of the water was accomplished he was
given another boost by Size Queen to the proper section of
the room and she quickly joined him there shrinking down to a
more normal six foot size so they could both pass through the
narrow pipe that was now revealed at the bottom of its empty
pool.
Using her super powers as Size Queen always made Cameo extra
horny and fighting made her even more horny and Nate could
tell that she was feeling the 'lust' as whenever she did she
always made her tits unconsciously bigger than she usually
wore them which was rather huge anyway and now they were a
cup size or two bigger!
Nate realized he would be expected to 'put out' once the
adventure was over and he didn't mind doing that he just
hoped Cameo had 'outgrown' her whole 'dick-girl' phase as he
just found it creepy when your sexual partner kept insisting
to spring a dick twice the size of your own and then wanting
to play 'hide the sausage' with it?!
Nate resisted commenting on the huge pair of tits being
squeezed against his arm and shrugged off the backpack and
dropped down to his knees and placed the backpack before him
as he pushed it and crawled into the service pipe.
There were a number of 'T'-sections and somehow he got turned
around a couple of times despite his map and compass and gps
of his cell phone. He ended up crawling on his hands and
knees following Size Queen as she crawled on her hands and
knees; her snatch and ass wiggling in front of his face and
flashlight for quiet sometime before they found their way out
of the pipe and into the proper room.
This room was a large bronze cylinder with a simple metal
ladder in the center of the silo leading up to a single metal
round pod in the ceiling with a hatch on its bottom.
This room was normally flooded and had been flooded for over
a centaury.
Nate and Size Queen made their way up the ladder and after
some effort managed to open the hatchway and ascend into the
pod.
The pod room was small and was lined with old fashioned
diving suits. There was another hatchway in its ceiling and
another ladder leading up to it and the pair once again
ascended and opened the hatchway and went through it.
Passing this hatchway took them off the map. All of Nate's
searching had not been able to discover any information about
what was beyond the small pod.
What the two found was a large series of passage ways that
were made of bronze, brass, and copper and glass and
burnished hard woods. It looked like they had stepped into
some lavish decor of some turn of the century mansion.
Hallway after hallway with occasional small niches to the
side but mainly just endless twisting hallways.
The hallways themselves had been furnished and set up as if
they were narrow rooms. Chairs, tables, beds, small kitchens,
all walked through like one were walking through an endless
series of train cars.
Paintings hung upon the wall and cupboards and dressers all
dazzled under dim yellow bulbs that were screwed into the
ceiling and looked the size of footballs.
Occasionally the hallways gave way to a hatchway door which
lead into another sparse metal room with a floor or ceiling
hatch before proceeding on through another hatchway door in
the far wall and more endless hallways.
It was obvious that Nate had found Nighthowl's secret maze
which connected the various public buildings he had designed
and funded but though Nate had waxed on and on at how useful
this would be for Size Queen and even the super heroine
community over all; he now found himself a bit uncertain of
its practical use.
He had expected simple direct connections to the buildings or
perhaps a real maze as some of the scraps of information had
indeed suggested but here was a this strange twisting and
turning of lavish tunnels that were indeed a maze but not the
sort he had expected.
A steady hum of fresh air buzzed from the wall vents and the
lush thick carpet sunk under their tread but it was
increasingly obvious that the maze was very clever in that it
did not look like a maze with its long twisting corridor and
yet it somehow managed to utterly perplex the senses.
One walked along until the next double sealed door opened
upon what was obviously an exit/entrance and then one walked
on some more. It would take a very long time to map the
various entrances and exits and the tunnels connecting them.
But Size Queen had had enough. The very next bed they passed
she grabbed Nate by the shoulder, spun him around, and began
to remove his clothes. She had been in her Size Queen state
for several hours and her young body simply couldn't handle
the excited state of her Aphrodite gene lusts anymore.
Nate knew the dazed burning eye look and also realized it
would be 'Size Queen' pleasuring herself with his body and
not Cameo Star. Size Queen was very, very, demanding. She
lived up to her name and would need him to deliver his very
best with his oversized manhood.
Nate swallowed hard and gave a weak smile as Size Queen
slammed him down hard upon the bed and began to hiss and moan
her commands.
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Nate walked down the endless corridor limping and wincing his
penis and balls having been bruised and battered for several
hours as Size Queen hummed and smiled to herself and followed
him with a satisfied gleam. Sperm still trickled off her chin
and down her thighs.
Nate tried to hurry. Once Size Queen got a taste of huge cock
she needed more not less. He did not relish the role of being
stuck down in the tunnels with an insatiable super heroine
for the next several days!
His cell phone and thus his GPS was not working in the tunnel
but his compass and his chicken scratch off the hip map he
was jotting off seemed to suggest that the next hatchway
opening should connect them with the old courthouse its self
downtown.
Despite Nate's initial euphoria of finding the hidden tunnels
of Lester Nighthowl he was secretly disappointed that they
had not lead to several large hidden rooms where he had
thought Nighthowl had secreted his more 'personal' effects.
He had been certain that Nighthowl was responsible for
several young girl's disappearances in the 1920's in Delta
City and believed he could find the facts to prove this in
the bogeyman's lair so to speak.
But with Size Queen acting up it was now much more important
to find the nearest exit that he could access latter alone by
himself without any threat of mutiod engagement and call it a
day.
Nate opened and stepped through the next train car wall hatch
and found himself in another small pod room this time with
the entrance/exit hatch directly above him in the center of
the room.
He ignored the hatchways in the surrounding walls which would
lead only on to yet more interminable tunnels and bent over
to re-tie his shoes before ascending the ladder up to the
ceiling hatch.
As soon as he scrunched down to one knee Size Queen draped
herself over his back; latching on to him and shoving her
tongue in his ear. "I let you cum in my ass. Now I get to cum
in your ass." She giggled.
Nate's body stiffened and sweat speckled his brow and his
face twitched all of which he was thankful that Size Queen
could not see being a heavy shell upon his back. "Now-now,
er, we have to see if this ladder leads out into the old
court house. Hee-hee, there will be plenty of time for
funzies latter."
Nate breathed a sigh of relief at hearing Size Queen's sigh
as she reluctantly let him go. No male on Earth appreciated
what it must be like for a woman in a man's world than he
did. Size Queen basically raped his ass at will and the
situation was usually fraught with as much fear as sexual
excitement.
But at least this was Cameo Star wanting to knock boots and
not Size Queen. Cameo was kinky but Size Queen was physical
to the point of bruises and dislocated hips. Size Queen was
an utterly selfish lover who wanted it tight to the point
where she shrunk her pussy down; clamping on his cock so it
felt like he was painfully being raped by a bench vise or
getting jacked by razor sharp crab claws.
It should be noted that Cameo Star did not have a dual
personality. Strictly speaking she was as mentally normal and
healthy as any moody teen girl. Which is quiet questionable
indeed. But as anyone who has ever lived with a successful
actress or actor who has a reoccurring role; that actor or
actress tends to pick up personality traits from the
character they are repeatedly portraying.
This tends over time to become moments somewhat surreal when
the actress or actor will unconsciously become the character
for sudden brief periods of time. The same is true of super
heroines. When the costume comes on so to say so does a
certain air or persona that helps them mentally deal with
their jobs. Wives and husbands of police officers often
mention this 'other persona' as due family members of long
time serving military personal. Sometimes referred to as
'putting on one's game face' or 'getting into the zone' it is
a natural but very unhealthy way of the mind dealing with the
stress of command or the challenge of physical situations.
Often referred to as personality displacement it is the
brains way of dealing with challenging stressful situations
but it was never intended to be used for more than brief
short term emergency situations of extreme survival and one
who uses it for manufactured crisis of day to day activities
will always find disastrous consciences developing in one's
persona that remain oblivious to one's self but seen by all
around.
Nate was certainly in no mood for any more sex for quiet a
while as Size Queen had shrunk her joy box extra tight during
her dominant demanding rape of his body and he knew he would
not be able to pee without excruciating pain for several days
now. So he was greatly relived when Cameo Star detached her
arms from around him and let him free.
He made good use of this and rushed up the ladder as fast as
his red swollen nut sack would allow him. She giggled and
followed; slapping at his ass from below him like a pair of
bongo drums.
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The ceiling hatchway lead into a small confined dark niche
with one lone doorway that was trip latched and swung outward
at Nate's touch. The door was heavy and moved upon piston
assisted hinges. Once the door was open Nate could see why
the hinges were needed for the outer facing of the door was
made of marble slabs in order to blend in with the wall. It
was a cleverly concealed secret door.
The room it opened into however was not the old courthouse.
The old courthouse had been transformed into the Delta City
archives when the new courthouse had been built a decade
back. The archives were towering shelves of banker boxes and
plastic totes piled high on shelves and the floor; a maze of
moldering files waiting for being transferred into digital
data before being destroyed. A day which would never come as
the entire staff doing the transferring was one old woman who
may or may not have died in the past four years. No one was
actually sure.
Nate spent a lot of time at the archives and knew the three
security guards and the janitor but like them he had never
seen the old woman in charge. Just her signature on their
paychecks.
The four men showed up. Watched over the place and directed
the weekly van's full of more files to be stored and
processed to whatever office or room still had some space
left in it. All forms of category or sorting was long gone.
This room was empty of all files and boxes and totes. It was
immense and spacious and made of marble and stone with marble
columns and a marble floor. That said it was still cluttered.
Cables ran like tree roots over almost every inch of the
floor and most of the rooms lighting was by keg lights on
tripod stands centered around nests of tables and computer
terminals.
It took Nate several minutes to realize that they were indeed
in the old courthouse as his cellphone and GPS crackled to
static-y partial life but that they must be in some sub
basement of the old structure. Something off the charts and
blueprints. With a gasp and a grin Nate realized he had
discovered one of Lester Nighthowl's much rumored hidden
rooms. In this case, an almost palatial expansive hidden
room.
His grin fell off his face as a second gasp replaced it for
there in the center of one of the nests of computer hubs and
tables of test tubes sat a large tall metal cage set upon a
raised base and in the cage stood Lester Nighthowl himself.
There was no denying it was him. Nate had seen enough photos
of the man over the past few months. "Lester Nighthowl. But
how?!"
The man simply stared back at Nate in a look of thinly veiled
contempt with his hands folded across the chest of his old
fashioned suit.
"It's easy darling. He's a werewolf. Thus immortal." Nate
turned and watched Mumbo Jumbo, the sexy shaman, step out of
the shadows. The woman smiled at him as she sauntered past
him and stopped before the cage where she put her hands on
her naked hips and sighed up into the brooding face of Lester
Nighthowl.
Mumbo Jumbo was one of Jungle Babe's nemesis. Like her she
had been lost in the jungle as a young girl, but unlike her
she had been found and raised by a cannibal tribe and emerged
from the jungle as a young woman with shamanistic powers to
transform her body in both physical appearance to adopt the
powers of various animals as well as the ability to wield
considerable magic powers over plants and animals.
Somewhere along the way she had turned down the dark path and
never looked back.
"Nighthowl approached me some time back to help him with his,
er, curse as he keeps calling it. He thought my own shape
shifting abilities with animal forms might hold some clue.
But well werewolf blood is so very, very, lucrative on the
black market and I just couldn't resist the temptation of
buying up my own little bit of Africa like the high and
mighty Jungle Babe. So we could be neighbors. Besties, so to
speak."
"You're one sick shaman, Mumbo Jumbo! But we are going to put
you down!" Nate yelled jabbing a finger at the young woman
who had turned her head over her shoulder to look back at
him.
"Oh, please. You and what army?'
"How about this army!" Size Queen had increased her size
while Nate and Mumbo Jumbo had been distracting one another.
Her head now bent over forwards as the back of it rubbed
against the vaulted ceiling one hundred feet above them.
Both Nate and the sexy shaman and Nighthowl looked up at the
naked giant teen and raised their eyebrows in awe.
"Impressive rack, girly. Can't wait to milk you in THAT size.
But I too have the ability to change my size at will. And one
lone girl, no matter how big, is technically NOT an army."
Mumbo Jumbo smirked as she turned around to face the towering
teen.
"I think she meant us," Ms. Americana stepped out of the
shadows and folded her arms under her titanic tities and
smiled. Omega Woman and Got Gal exited the shadows and joined
the mammaries of might on either side of her shoulders.
"But how?! I was monitoring the tunnels! There were only
these two buffoons! I even turned off the steam-bots in the
walls so they could make it here unmolested!" The sexy shaman
recoiled back in surprise.
Ms. Americana smiled. "It was my brilliant plan. When Size
Queen came and told me she and Nate were going into the
hidden lair of the wolfman, Lester Nighthowl, I knew she
would need some serious backup. Lester's been off the grid
for months now and the recent rise of werewolf blood on the
black market in that same period of time could not be mere
coincidence."
"That explains 'why' you're here but not 'how'!" Mumbo Jumbo
raised up her hand and her magical staff flew into it from
out of the shadows of the cavernous room.
"Simple." Ms. Americana pointed to a pile of wet suits and
air tanks dripping at Size Queens feet. "Knowing the
properties of Doctor Pervo's shrink ray from several first
hand experiences I extrapolated that information and applied
it to Size Queen's own powers. I knew that if Size Queen
increased her size to a point where she was large enough that
we could, er, enter her vagina. That once inside her body we
would shrink and grow in direct proportion to her own changes
in size. As soon as she found the secret lair she simply grew
large enough for us to emerge and once outside of her we
continued to grow back to our normal sizes. Simple."
"Simply disgusting! UGH! You certainly live up to your name
Size Queen whore! But even your army is no match to my magic
powers! I will-"
Jungle Babe emerged, still wearing her slimy wet suit and air
tank, from around the back of Nighthowl's cage, set upon its
raised pedestal, and grabbed the staff out of Mumbo Jumbo's
hands and brained her with it. "You'll do what?!" The blonde
jungle goddess shouted at the sexy shaman as she fell
unconscious on to her face with a groan. "All your going to
do is take a nice long nap in a jail cell. Say, ten to twelve
years."
"Good work, Jungle Babe." Ms. Americana the queen of justice
smiled at the queen of the jungle and then looked up at the
stoic man in the cage. "Lester, it's been a while. We are
going to have to have a serious talk before I release you
from that magical cell."
"In the meantime," Omega Woman stepped up into the air, "I
suggest we all find the nearest exit topside and in a hurry
too! And get ourselves back to professor Whirtler's. As being
shrunk down and bathed in spunk for several hours used up all
our de-preggerizer batteries in a one-sided losing battle
against mommy-hood; and we still are all knocked up like a
lone heifer in a bull pen full of bulls!" Omega Woman hovered
over to Nate and gave him a stern stare, "that is unless Nate
wants to start ponying up alimony support for five knocked up
super heroines?"
Nate gave a sweating uneasy smile and waved his hands, "I-I
I'm sure I can find the exit right away!" And he began a
frantic search of the massive room.
"Nice kid." Got Gal folded her arms under her own impressive
milk melons. "If we don't get out of here in time and do end
up knocked up for the duration, then I get him on Tuesdays
and Thursdays."
"I call Saturdays and Sundays," Ms. Americana smirked.
"I only need him on one day," Omega Woman frowned. "But he
had better bring several baker's dozen boxes of condoms and a
full bottle of Viagra."
"I just want him to do some yard work," Jungle Babe sighed.
"I own several thousands of acres of jungle land in Africa
and you wouldn't believe how that piles up. Oh! And the
estate needs some painting as well. Just a few hundred
outbuildings."
Nate screamed and began to franticly rush around throwing and
kicking everything leaning against a wall out of his way as
he scrambled searching for a way out.
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