Brenda
Wade/Ms.Americana are characters of Mr.Xfs creation. And donft read this if
youfre under 18 or I will slap your parents.
Authorfs
Note: This is my first storycabout an older heroine who Ms. Americana looked up
to as she was coming up the heroine ranks and her exxxtremely unsuccessful
career. Itfs a little longc.so stay with me. And always hit me up with feedbackc..SGTsmiley333@yahoo.com
Ms. Americana: An Abused Friend
(part 1)
by SGTsmiley333@yahoo.com
Brenda Wade
strolled into Green Oaks Mental Institution with a certain air of confidence.
And why not? She was a billionaire, respected in the business community, and
the city's most well known superheroine, Ms. Americana.
For the
past few weeks things had been on the upswing, business was good, and white
slavery was at an all time low in Delta City. So Brenda decided she was going
to take some well-deserved time off.
As she
passed through the lobby of the Mental Institution, she already felt the eyes
of the security guards staring at her body. She had dressed conservatively
today, but with a body like Brenda's, men see every outfit as sexual. She wore
a tight knee length skirt with a slight slit up the side that showed her
wonderful legs with each stride she took. Her black heels clicked against the
tile floor as her dark hair fell below her shoulders.
However the
focus of most men fell to Brenda's gigantic bust. Even the most conservative
shirt could not hide the bulge of her 44DD breasts. In civilian clothes she
tried to cover them up as much as possible, but she always fought a losing
battle. She wore a sleeveless pink tanktop with a grey blazer over the top of
it. The first button was buttoned under the bust, almost pushing her boobs up
even further. Almost immediately, every security guard became aroused as they
stared at the wonderous cleavage of Brenda Wade.
"Right
this way Ms. Wade", one of the attendants motioned her through the door
toward the dormitories.
Brenda
became pensive as she followed the guard to her old friend's room. It had been
2 months since Lady Champion had been committed to Green Oaks, and Brenda
wanted to give her old mentor a chance to settle in before visting her.
Lady
Champion was the 1st great superheroine of Delta City. Back then, crimefighting
was a whole lot simpler, and Lady Champion was at the top of her game. As a
civilian Jenna Michaels was a well-known lawyer, and had cashed in on multiple
tobacco lawsuits. After multiple death threats from tobacco firms, Jenna
retired to work pro-bono cases and live off the interest of her wealth.
However, justice does not always prevail in the courtroom, and she became
frustrated with the system.....this was the birth of Lady Champion.
She had no
special powers, just her amazing charisma and keen wit. She outsmarted her
opponents instead of overpowering them, usually letting the police do most of
the dirty work. But it was her charisma that kept her apart from most
superheroines. She was not a feminist and actually wanted to be a nice
housewife someday. Lady Champion was the cheerleader of law enforcement, her
bubbly personality made her a favorite in Delta City. She donated hundreds of
hours of community service and visiting old homes and sick children....always
putting a smile on people's faces.
Her amazing
body did not hurt her popularity either. She wore a very conservative costume
by today's standards. She wore bright gold pants, which only accentuated her
amazing legs and ass. Most men in Delta city would prefer Lady Champion
over
J-Lo any
day. She wore a bright gold halter top with a bare midriff which barely
contained her 44DDs. She was only 5'6 which made her voluptuous body look even
more curvy. She wore a bright gold mask which covered her eyes, and her golden
blond hair mixed well with her perfect tan, .
If you were
lucky enough to watch her chase down a criminal, after you noticed her
gigantic breasts swing, you would see why she was called Lady Champion.
Brenda
finally reached Amber's room. The guard knocked to no avail. And then he
knocked much harder. A loud rustling was heard inside the room and two male
attendants stumbled out of the room, buttoning their pants.
"Um,
sorry....the...uhh...sponge bath took alot longer today", the young black
man stuttered as he briskly walked past Brenda. Another older, fatter man, who
was sweating profusely followed the black man. Brenda walked in to see her
hero, her comrade against crime, her once proud ally, laying face down with her
pajama pants pulled to her ankles.
There were
red handprints on Amber's ass and her white tank top had been pulled below her
breasts. A small amount of jizz dripped down the corner of her mouth as she
turned to see who her new assailant was.
"Ms.
Michaels, you have a visitor...you ladies, just call me if-"
"That
will be ALL," Brenda shouted at the man, "You think I don't know
whats going on here! I will make sure I have all of your jobs by the end of the
day, you pathetic pigs!", Brenda slammed the door behind her and sat
beside the once carefree Lady Champion.
Amber sat
up and slowly pulled her top back up to cover her enormous breasts, then her
eyes widened as she recognized who her visitor was.
"M-Ms.
Americana? Is that you?!"
"Yes,
Amber....its your one and only partner"
Amber's
bubbly personality suddenly reappeared as she outstretched her arms and she
hugged Brenda. The two rocked back and forth enjoying their first embrace in
almost 11 years. The once fearsome duo which had struck fear in the hearts of
bad guys of Delta City, the brains and the brawn...were finally back together.
After
exchanging awkward small talk, Brenda finally asked the question....
"Amber,
I hate to ruin our wonderful reunion, but how the hell did you end up here? I
mean everyone loved you, and when you disappeared, the whole city missed
you."
Lady
Champion's head sank, her bubbly cheerleader attitude quickly faded and she
sighed.
Brenda
comforted her friend,"I'm sorry...I shouldnt have brought it up...let's
just talk about the good ol days"
Amber shook
her head, her golden blonde hair partially covering her still youthful face.
"No, Brenda.....It's alright"
Over the
next hour, Brenda fought hard to hold back her tears as Lady Champion recounted
the last 11 years of her life.