The following is a work of fiction intended for adult entertainment. The author declares any element of original creation to be public domain; free to use in whole or in part in any and all medium(s). Power Lass is a copyrighted character of Mr. X and used in kind permission as stated in detail on his amazing web site. Rook.

Authors note: Power Lass is one of my favorite Mr. X characters that he has created over the years, but when you whip up as many creations as he has and you have so many projects underway as he dose, well, a few of those stellar stars get left on the bench collecting dust for a while. I wrote this story for the single purpose of hoping it might trigger a desire of muse stronger than the end of the day tiredness in Mr. X and result in his adding yet another iron to the fire and juggle out one of those fantastic single panel ‘Our Story Thus Far’ of Power Lass. Oh, this story is one of those late 70’s make your own path stories, popular in comic and fantasy paper backs just prior to the home computer game revolution. Just read to the end of a section and then make a choice from the options presented and then go to that subtitle number as prompted and continue reading to the next choice and so on until you reach the end of the story. See if you can find the path which leads to the first meeting between Power Lass and her new arch nemesis NRG! Rook.

POWER LASS VERSUS NRG (energy)!!!

Karen Clark struggled to use the safety pin to pinch together the top of her now ridiculously tiny pink nurses uniform dress to no avail. Some insane maniac calling himself the, ‘Bobby Trap’?! had held the entire metropolis of Delta City for ransom threatening to release a ‘breast shrinking serum’ into the Delta City water supply if he wasn’t paid ten million dollars in ransom. Ms. Americana and a few other of Delta Cities super heroine community had thwarted the mad mans scheme, but he had just managed to elude capture and somehow some of the serum had found its way into a secondary water tower of the old water supply system just east of town. The result had been several thousand women in that local area ingesting the serum for several days before the shocking fact had been discovered. Experts had insisted that the effects would for the most part be temporary and that the sudden decrease of cup size resulting in shriveled breasts that had manifested its self on the third or fourth day of drinking the contaminated water would eventually pass out of the women in question naturally in time now that the contaminated water had been cleaned up and their decreased breasts would eventually return back to their individual normal cup sizes, except for a few individuals who possessed a unique gene called the, ‘Aphrodite Gene.’ For those very rare few, the effects would unfortunately be irreversible. And much to the bemusement of many, the effects of the ‘breast shrinking serum’ on those few Aphrodite gene women who may have been exposed to the tainted water, had resulted in the polar opposite effect of massively swelling the breast, an enlargement of several cup sizes, of which Karen Clark could personally attest!

Karen Clark, the nurse who worked now for the Delta City free clinic, had once been a brilliant high school student working part time as a research assistant nurse in training at the Delta City Collages experimental laser and radiation cancer treatment facility before it had been heinously sabotaged and the entire complex had been destroyed in the resulting explosion. Only Karen had stumbled out of the smoldering radioactive rubble and survived. The blast had awakened her dormant Aphrodite gene, giving her amazing powers, but at a cost of so much life and property that she had been left shaken and uncertain for several months after the catastrophe. After a reclusive recovery in her tiny apartment, the mousy, coke bottle lenses glasses, nerd-buger, stuttering wallflower, emerged in a new secret persona as ‘Power Lass’.

This new addition to the Delta City super heroine community struggled to present a self-assuredness she never truly felt, resulting in a rude brash up the gut persona that made her a loner rather than a team player, where her mocking snide comments rubbed everyone the wrong way and her rash reactionary tactics often left her easily defeated by foes not anywhere her equal in power. The fact that her powers were constantly being scrambled by almost any magnetic field including those both natural such as the Earths own gravitational magnetic fields and those man made such as those produced by everyday house hold electrical appliances didn’t help the inexperienced waif, and made her forced show of bravado ventures and forays through the darkened alleyways of Delta Cities criminal quagmire an almost perilous happenchance of unknowable randomly orchestrated whims of fate. And it seemed fate had it in for her, not that she believed in luck or fate or any of that, she believed entirely in her own shaky will, but it did seem her powers had a nasty habit of leaving her in the lurch at the most crucial moments! The last straw had been her inglorious defeat by a teenage purse snatcher! Who had defeated her with an unwitting use of his i-pod and a stumble on a sidewalk game of marbles that had sent her careening head first into the metal side of a trash bin! Dazed the super heroine had been groped and her mighty breasts exposed and filmed by half a dozen camera phones! of a crowd of on lookers who gawked but did nothing to lend the abrasive do-gooder a hand! The resulting humiliation of seeing her breasts on constant display for the next several weeks all over the internet had been too much for the plucky uncertain teen, and the once cocky sneering Power Lass had simply vanished .

Karen Clark had concentrated on her job at the free clinic burying her head in the sand and biting her anxious lip over the seemingly unsolvable dilemma of her fathoming out control of her quirky powers. She had half heartedly resigned herself to the notion of abandoning her super heroine identity as Power Lass forever when this! had happened! With brow furrowed the young woman pursed her naturally cherry tinted lips and fumed at the cloth which would simply no longer contain her enormous bosom! Her natural 38 DD cup breasts had been permanently altered into a swollen massive G-cup, and by her own discreet testing the drug still thrumming out of control in her young body was far from over! The studious young avenger was already cup to cup with the top super heroines now; Ms. Americana, GOT Girl, in fact only the shadowy and fringe heroine Ms. Astonishing, whose breasts were like two enormous beach balls jutting out from her narrow frame, probably had a rack greater than her own! The idea that her thin yet curvaceous body could end up supporting such a monstrous rack as Ms. Astonishing wielded simply unnerved her and sent a insuppressible shudder of fear throughout her tiny 5’8” rail limb frame .

Still there was noting for it, the process was irreversible, the regular patients of the free clinic were already calling her Karen Cleavage behind her back, and the ever horny Doctor Stumphummper who ran the clinic seemed mysteriously unable to find her a new uniform to fit her rapidly growing body. There was nothing she could readily do about the good Doctor except squirm under his lecherous stares and roll her eyes at his crude double-entendres, the economy had gone south and she desperately needed this job and its ready location just a few blocks from her small three flight walk-up apartment, but that son-of-a-bitch Booby Trap was going to pay, and pay dearly! Power Lass would be taking to the energy wave fraught skies of Delta City yet again! Just as soon as her grave yard shift ended and the clinic closed its doors for the night.

In the meantime the flustered Karen Clark had to leave the small storage maintenance closet she had slipped into in such a hurry when her over taxed nurses dress had shed yet another button, but what to do about her now ridiculously exposed cleavage? She had already lost the top three small white buttons on her nurses top exposing a jutting swollen heaving mound of tit flesh, but with this last buttons going A.W.O.L. she was now displaying an amount of chest cleavage which left her naturally inherent meek sensibilities rattled! Her alter ego. Power Lass maybe bold and unflinching in her persona, but Karen Clark was still a painfully shy and easily embarrassed young girl. What should she do?

1.1. Karen should… Hide in the small broom closet she had slipped into until her shift is over and then sneak out when the clinic is closed. … If you choose this course of action go to the section marked 2.a. and continue reading.

1.2. Karen should… Try one last time to make that darn safety pin work at replacing that missing button so she can hurry up and return to helping those patients needing her help and still retain some modicum of self-respect and dignity. Karen Cleavage indeed!… If you choose this path go to the section marked 2.b. and continue reading from there.

1.3. Karen should… Grow up! She just passed her eighteenth birthday last week! She is not a little girl anymore, but a full fledged woman, and a woman with super powers at that! She should be proud of how her body looks not hiding in a closet because of it! She should throw her shoulders back and with head held high get back out there and help those people who are relying on her right now!… If you chose this course of action go to the section marked 2.c. and continue reading from there.

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2.a. Karen frowned at the safety pin it just couldn’t manage the task of piecing together the two sides of her nurses uniform, and the new cleavage revealed after this last buttons popping off was exposing her too small bra that like wise was struggling to contain her engorged breasts. She had desperately hoped to make it to payday before replacing her straining bra as she was living hand to mouth with her anemic clinic wages, but this last growth spurt happening at work none the less, had her breast flesh squeezing out over spilling her old 38 DD bra cups to such an extent that it would be sure exhibitionism to be seen in public dressed or undressed as it were in such a flagrant risqué provocative manner. The only course of action would be to simply hide in the janitors closet until the clinic closed and then sneak through the streets to her apartment. Luckily the clinic closed in just another hour or so, and as it was nearing mid-night on a Sunday the summer streets should be fairly deserted for her embarrassing trek home. She need only stay put and wait! She felt bad about leaving the two or three patients waiting on her out there unattended but Doctor Stumphummper could handle the rest of a slow Sunday night and there was just no way she could force herself to go out there exposed like this! With her breasts on such embarrassing display! Why you could almost see her nipples!!!!!!!!

Still with an hour to kill in a cramp uncomfortable utility closet how would she pass the time?

2.a.1. Karen should… pass her time looking around the tiny closet, after all she had never looked inside the janitors little storage room before, and maybe she might find some smock or garment she could use to hide her shame and return to her duties thus accrued… If you choose this course of action go to 3.a. and continue.

2.a.2 Karen should… catch up on her sleep. There is just enough room amidst the mop buckets and rows of metal storage shelves to curl up on the tile floor and catch up on her ZZZZZ’s. Though Karen had graduated early from Delta City High School with full honors and blowing the Bell curve, the destruction of the Delta City laser and radiation cancer treatment research lab had ended her paying part time job there. The investigation into the tragedy had concluded it was an accident brought on by humane error, despite her own investigation which seemed to point the finger at direct sabotage by the massive Camellia Cancer Drug Corporation. Though no direct finger was pointed by the official investigation, it was implied that the human error in question may have been none other than Karen Clark herself! There was a brief flurry of public outcry about brilliant minds still being in the bodies of mere children which only a new conflict in the middle east quickly sidelined into obscurity but not before the university had amended its policies about allowing students to enroll by merit alone and introduced a mandatory age discrimination policy of only allowing persons of eighteen or older on to its campuses. Karen watched her scholarship yanked from her as well as her on campus lodgings and found herself living alone in her dilapidated rent controlled apartment scrounging out an existence working as a full time nurse in training at the free clinic. Long hours for little pay, she kept plugging away hoping for the university to re-accept her as a student again now that she had finally turned eighteen and the voracious cycle of the news industry had long ago forgotten about her and the terrible hint that her ’youthful’ incompetence had been responsible for all those deaths Throw in her odd part time side jobs around the neighborhood trying to make ends meet and her on again off again antics as a super heroine, and she was one tired girl!… pick this path and proceed to 3.b. to continue.

2.a.3 Karen should… remove her bra! If she was going to wait around for an hour hiding in a little storage room she wasn’t going to do it suffering unduly by a now way too tight bra digging into her! The darn thing was killing her! That last growth spurt had taking an already torture like device biting into her breasts and turned it into a vicious mangling mauling piece of wire and strangling fabric digging deeply into her overtly sensitive breasts to the point of threatening to cut her milky flesh! It was time to remove the thing so she could at least breath again!… choose this and go to 3.c.

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2.b. Furrowing her small brow with deep concentration and desperately trying to suck in her huge breasts as much as possible, Karen tried one last time to force together the cleavage parted sides of her strained nurses uniform to overlap the garments edges and force the safety pin through. With much tongue biting she just managed to complete the task and breathed out a sigh of accomplishment mixed with relief. There was a sudden shuddering of her compressed top and to her shocked horror the fabric tore violently leaving a large rent behind which exposed her much taxed heaving old 38 DD cup bra showing through! ‘Oh, gosh!’ Karen panicked briefly, the entire top part of her single piece pink nurses dress was utterly ruined. There was no way she could fix it up now! What would she do?

2.b.1. Karen should… just except that the uniform is destroyed until she can get home and repair it at her neighbors sewing machine. Until then something should be done about the bra which was now so fully on display. Maybe if she just removed the bra the tare wouldn’t be so noticeable? She had often seen women on the street wearing tops that were open to the navel before. She should take off her nurses dress and remove her bra… If you choose this path go to 3.c.

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2.c. It was silly for her to remain a prisoner here in this tiny closet there were people out there relying on her to help them! With a deep breath, which caused her now torturously tight bra to cut into her ribs, Karen threw back her shoulders and with head held high strode out of the janitors closet . On the floor before her were the clip boards she had been carrying and had dropped in her rush into the closet upon the sudden growth spurt hitting her and her button shooting off down the hallway. Karen eyed the scattered files and papers and bit her lip. She didn’t need the clip board nor the files for the night, she had been on her way to place them in the file cabinet room when her, er, situation had occurred. If she left them there on the floor the janitor would pick them up latter tonight and place them back on her desk, or she could pick them up herself. However, she eyed the papers lying on the floor warily and gave her straining top a worried look. She might risk further damage to her garment and further embarrassing exposure if she tried to kneel down in what was now a far too tight single piece dress to retrieve those documents. What should she do?

2.c.1. Karen should… leave the scattered files for the janitor to pick up latter and return to the front lobby of the clinic where her patients are waiting for her. She should not risk further possible damage to her already fragile nurses dress…. Choose this and go to 4.a.

2.c.2. Karen should… clean up after herself! Surly she can manage to kneel down and pick up some dropped files without causing another button to pop!… Choose this and go to 4.b.

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3.a. Karen had never even peeked inside the little utility closet were the janitor kept his cleaning supplies as well as the bulk supplies of toilet paper, tampons, and the like, why would she? But the cramped surroundings of the little room lit by the overhead bare florescent bulbs she had flipped on upon first entering proved to be more than a dingy little storage room as first glance had implied.

Beyond the tall metal shelf immediately greeting the door to the outside hallway cluttered with cleaning detergents. Was the rest of the small room, one could just make it out behind the junk on the shelves. Karen found she could move the awkward mop buckets and brooms blocking easy entrance around the shelves and just squeeze pass into the small alcove. Here were more shelves lining the walls with tool boxes and odds and ends of plumbing accessories and a small olive drab much abused little desk set off to the side next to a pile of safety orange cones and bright yellow ‘caution wet floor’ folding signs. There was also a second metal tube cart with canvas duck cloth bags on it for collecting trash and storing supplies while doing janitorial rounds. The first cart had blocked off the other end of the wall of shelves now between her and the door leading out into the clinic hallway.

Upon the low squat desk was an old computer monitor with its large yellowed plastic tower beside it. Karen was not surprised to see the old computer, as she knew the janitor was responsible for ordering all the cleaning supplies for the clinic as well as paying for snow removal and other maintenance which was beyond his immediate handyman capabilities. His pass code wouldn’t let him access anything else but his own limited file program, but she had often though he used one of the front lobby computers to do this and had not realized he had his own computer in his closet, but she wasn’t surprised to see it.

Still there didn’t seem to be any workmen cover alls or smocks or any lockers to rummage through that might contain any such elements of clothing. Karen very carefully, ever mindful of her now almost mini-skirt uniform stretched to its limits, slid gently down into the small cracked leather chair which she pulled out from under the desk and pondered what she should do now?

3.a.1. Karen should get some much needed rest. .. If you choose this path go back up to 2.a.2. And follow it to 3.b.

3.a.2. Karen should… use the computer on the desk to at least get some of her other work done while she’s waiting for the clinic to close. She’s on the clock after all, and to sit and do nothing would be like stealing from the company!… Choose this path and go to 5.a.

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3.b. Karen could scarcely keep her eyes open. She had barely managed more than a few hours of sleep in the past few days and she was exhausted. The prospect of catching up on a little nap while waiting for the clinic to close and her to then escape was too tempting to resist. However, lying down on the tile floor in that too tight essentially now miniskirt dress was out of the question. There was no way to she could lower herself down in that dress and not either lose another button or tare the side seam of the taut skirt in the process. However, there was a small green cracked leather chair on the other on the other side of the shelves directly in front of the door leading to the clinic hallway. She could just manage to lower herself cautiously down into that chair and slip off into a much needed slumber.

This she did, even managing to carefully raise up her legs and prop them up on the nearby old desk, the chair creaking and leaning far back she crossed her arms under her ample bosom and slipped off into an almost immediate deep sleep.

Suddenly Karen was startled awake by the closet door to the janitors room banging open as it slammed into the yellow plastic wheeled mop bucket and mop which she had inadvertently moved directly in front of the door to make her way around the steel shelves to the little alcove containing the chair and desk.

Someone had just opened the closet door and was entering the small storage room what should she do?!

3.b.1. Karen should…Get up immediately from the low back swivel office chair she had been sleeping in and be ready to face the person should they choose to make their way around the shelving and into the small anterior part of the room she was now in!… If you choose this path proceed to 6.a.

3.b.2. Karen should… remain perfectly still! The chair makes a lot of creaking noise and with her legs up on the desk in her tight miniskirt uniform she couldn’t help but make a lot of noise in trying to scramble onto her feet!… If you choose this path go to 6.b.

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3.c. Karen couldn’t take it anymore. Her 38 DD cup bra had been getting snugger and snugger over the past few weeks, but now it was simply torture to wear the thing a second longer! What had started out as a slow steady almost imperceptible swelling of her breasts had in the last week turned into sudden unexpected growth spurts that erupted out of now where and in a matter of just minutes seemed to add a cup size to her perky full round breasts! This morning her only ‘decent’ bra had been a struggle to put on but the idea of going ‘braless’ was something she simply couldn’t do and not spend the entire day with a blushing red face. But this last sudden growth spurt which had struck her in the hallway causing one of her last remaining buttons to pop and send her crimson faced embarrassed into the nearby janitors closet had left her bra now not only digging into her body but starting to cut into her ribs as well! She couldn’t even breath with the thing on her anymore and it was time for the torture device to come off!

To do this she first had to remove what was left of her one piece pink nurses outfit. This in turn proposed a problem in that she usually just slid the thing up over her head, but now she had to face the somewhat embarrassing truth which she had refused to concede that not only had the breast shrinking serum had in reverse effect upon her Aphrodite gene body caused her breasts to grow at an alarming rate, but it had indeed been causing her hips to fill out and become much more spherical! The fabric of the pink nurses uniform was of a slightly coarse weave and not designed to stretch. The some what radically short dress which Doctor Stumphummper had insisted she wear when she had applied to the clinic, was now little more than a skimpy pink tube top with buttoned to the navel with tiny sleeves stretched at its hem to barely cover her shockingly full round behind!

With the poor skimpy dress stretched to the bursting over her enormous breasts or stretched to the splitting over her swollen firm ass cheeks, the prospects of pulling the garment over either hourglass end was six of one half a dozen of the other. With lip biting anxiousness Karen settled on trying to salvage what she could of the upper half of her uniform and try pulling the dress down over her full proud buttocks. She carefully undid what few buttons remained of the top and set about wiggling her shoulders out of the small sleeves of the dress. It was tricky going but Karen finally managed to get an arm out of her dress and then the other, she slide the top down to her narrow waist and began working at the imbedded bra strap hooks. A few sweating grunts and the horrible thing was off her, shimming and wiggling it out of her arms. She let the vile black bra fall to the floor and rubbing her sore breasts took her first non-pined breaths of the day.

After a few minutes of pausing to enjoy the much needed relief Karen turned her attention to the top of her dress now in lose folds around her tiny waist. She frowned, it was impossible to tell with the dress hidden from view by her monstrous firm tits, but she just might be able to fix it with the safety pin if she took it all the way off her body so as to be able to work on it more easily.

Very carefully she wiggled her dress over her full luscious hips and after a few moments of breath catching worry the dress was off her body and in her hands. With the small dress removed Karen realized for the first time that her Mary Jane full bottom white cotton panties were digging fiercely into her crotch. In fact they looked more like a thong stretched over two bowling balls than the panties she normally saw in her bathroom mirror! She had to admit that her thin narrow ass was undoubtedly gone forever!

As she looked at the panties digging so deeply into her soft yet firm flesh she realized how uncomfortable they truly were and decided to remove them for the time being and see if she could somehow alter them before putting them back on for the short walk home. They came off with a slight slurping sound and Karen was embarrassed to note how though she was far from the public view the idea that she was disrobing in a place other than her locked bathroom sent an unexpected thrill through her. She never even tried on clothes in mall dressing rooms! She had to giggle at her naughty body and shake her head at how odd it sometimes was.

She was now naked except for her white bobby socks and her white tennis shoes. Naked in a broom closet at work! There was no way to lock the door anyone could happen by and open it! This was highly unlikely as only her and Doctor Stumphummper would be in the back hallways, but she still thrilled at the idea of being essentially naked and helpless to stop anyone form seeing her fully naked with just the twist of a knob! Her nipples were getting hard and she laughed at her silly ole body.

But now how to repair her dress at least slightly before squirming back into it? She looked around her and saw that through the junk on the shelves directly in front of the door leading to the hallway the room continued for a short distance. The shelf of junk one saw upon first opening the door in fact bisected the small room and that by moving some of the mop buckets and safety cones aside, one could make a path around the rack of shelves into the rest of the room. This Karen did and found herself in a small alcove with walls covered in more shelves lined with plumbing pipes and tools and a small desk and chair set over to one side.

The desk would surly hold some office supplies, a stapler, some super glue, pins, paperclips, just about anything might prove useful in repairing her dress. Karen had made it the short distance to the desk ill lit under the bare florescent bulbs over head when she realized she had left her bra back on the floor on the other side of the row of shelves and somehow had managed to drop her panties on the floor back there as well. She paused and wondered if she should go back and gather up her underwear now, or rummage through the desk first for supplies to fix her dress? What should she do?

3.c.1. Karen should… go back and collect up her under garments. No sense leaving her clothing scattered around…. If you choose this path go to 7.a. and continue.

3.c.2.. Karen should… look through the desk first before going back and reclaiming her things. After all if someone should open the door right now, she could easily slip back into her dress before they could walk around the shelves to where she is at, and the junk on the shelves block any easy view of her from where she is now… If you choose this path go to 7.b.

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4.a. Karen had to accept that her powerful opulent orbs were on the very verge of destroying the structural integrity of her dress, even just walking put such a jiggling strain upon her garment that she bit her lip with each thrusting wobble of her bountiful bosom despite her effort to lessen the natural swank of her stride. The idea of kneeling down and groping about for scattered papers off the floor was preposterous! It was going to take the most cautious well thought out movements she could slowly muster if she was going to finish her shift without a major wardrobe malfunction!

Karen gingerly stepped over the pile of files and retraced her earlier steps back to the front lobby. There were only two out patients still in the small clinic and with only less than an hour to go until closing it was unlikely there would be anyone walking in off the street unless to set up some future appointment.

The first patient was a teenage girl waiting for a physical exam to set up a prescription for birth control. She had come in with her friend who was even now with the Doctor getting her exam for her own birth control prescription. The second patient was a young teenage boy who had been embarrassingly waiting for over two hours to see the doctor. He had no appointment and refused to tell her why he wanted to see the Doctor. The girl glanced up from the fashion magazine she was pawing through and gave Karen’s new found cleavage an approving eye and went back to popping her gum and flipping pages, her own large breasts were scarcely contained in a nearly see-through skin tight t-shirt that bared her mid-drift, the young lady obviously had an aversion to bras.

The teenage boy refused to look up from his shoe tops and remained slumped in his hard plastic chair. Karen breathed out a sigh of relief. This hadn’t been as bad as she had feared, not bad at all. The doctors office door banged open and out stepped the young girl just finished with her examination, positively glowing in her swept back auburn hair and yellow jumper outfit. The Doctor staggered out slightly disheveled behind the young hottie who giggled back at him and winked at her friend who quickly shot into the office grabbing the Doctors tie and tugging him and the door in his hand closed behind them. The red head slinked off into the women’s restroom and Karen frowned over at the Doctors closed office door. But before she could walk over to the door and tap upon its frosted pebble glass surface her intercom buzzed. It was the Doctor who with giggles in the background quickly told Karen she would have to see what the boy wanted and try and take care of it herself or set up a future appointment with him as he was certain this last patient would take up the remainder of his evening. Before the baffled nurse could protest the red headed young girl strutted out of the women’s rest room and boldly reentered the Doctors office locking the door audibly behind her, more giggles erupted from the intercom and then it went dead.

Karen cleared her throat and giving the blind office door one last look made her way around her desk to talk to the teenage boy. It took fifteen minutes and all her patients but finally at the point of utter exasperation the boy confided in her that he was here because all the boys in gym class were making fun of his ‘horse cock’?! Somewhat taken aback, Karen bashfully tried to broach the subject in a roundabout way only to have the now suddenly hopeful boy yank down his jeans and boxer shorts right there in the waiting room lobby fully displaying what had to be a twenty inch penis one could have batted home runs with in Candle Stick Park! Karen stood there in utter blushing shock, stuttering.

In that instant the Doctors office door banged open again as the red head reemerged walking purposefully to where her purse and her friends purse were sitting on the floor between the magazine table and their plastic chairs, she never made it. With the unerring radar of the young her head swiveled straight to the massive exposed prick and without missing a stride she bent her course at a right angle and latched her hand onto the startled boys thick member and lead him abruptly and without a sound straight into the women’s restroom!

Karen had had enough! It was time for her to leave this mad house for the day and make her journey home. Shaking her head at such strange going on, she pulled the door to the clinic behind her as she paused before the dark city street and pondered. Which way should she go home? Should she take the more direct path through the dark alleyways to her right or should she take the longer way around the block along the dimly lit streets?

4.a.1. Karen should… take the shortest route home through the unlit alleyway. No one would see her embarrassing state of dress then and if there are any hoodlums in there she can give them a whopping with her super powers!… If you choose this path go to 8.a. and continue.

4.a.2. Karen should … take the longer path home via the street sidewalk. Sure there’s more of a chance someone may see her embarrassing outfit but the street lights are far and few between and there’s much less risk of any thugs assaulting her!… If you choose this path go to 8.b. and continue.

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4.b. The idea of just leaving a pile of spilled folders and her clip board right in the middle of the floor for the janitor to clean up latter was utterly silly! If she couldn’t even bend over and pick up a clip board how would she be able to do any of the physical tasks that might be asked of her in the normal course of her nightly duties?! She had just as well return to cower in her little hidey-hole closet if she couldn’t even do this!

With a sigh of self remonstration and a click of her tongue, Karen rapidly sunk down to one knee only to have the last remaining three buttons on her dress front explode off and go pinging down the tiled hallway. In concert to this there was a loud tearing sound as the too put upon dress ripped between her knees.

With eyes wide in horror and mouth a perfect ‘O’, Karen struggled to her feet, her hands scrambling to clutch at the falling away tatters of her now shredded nurses uniform. She gasped at the sight of the bits of fabric falling like autumn leaves all about her and that gasp proved too much for her old straining 38 DD cup bra! It popped at the front seam, just between her swollen cups and it went ricocheting off and over her shoulders as her mighty mounds leapt for freedom like surfacing breaching whales! She twisted this way and that juggling after the escaping shreds of clothing only to realize with abject disbelief that the twisting had now destroyed her equally stretched panties! Her hips had been growing full and round as well as her breasts and now the simple full bottomed Mary Jane’s she wore fell to the ground despite her clamping her thighs and knees together after them!

In less than a few seconds Karen had somehow managed to completely disrobe herself!? She now stood shocked and stunned, utterly naked in the hallway of her employment and blinked in red faced fear as to what she should do?!

4.b.1. Karen should… not panic and get as quickly as possible back into the janitors closet! In racing to do this the fragments of her bra and panties clutched in one of her hands fell to the closet floor as soon as she managed to slam the janitors closet door shut behind her!…If this is your path go to 7.a.. and continue.

4.b.2. Karen should…run as fast as possible down the hallway away from the janitors closet and the nearby waiting room lobby and head to the file storage room at the end of the hallway! After all there is little point in going back into the janitors closet, she’s already been there! Best to move as fast as possible away from the connecting hallway to the lobby and its Doctor office door and hid in the file cabinet storage room! No one but her ever goes in there!… If this your path go to 9.a.

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5.a. The ever noble and squeaky clean Karen Clark wiggled the mouse and the screen came on the old computer monitor. She entered in her password and in an instant realized that the computer was already running a program. It took her a few puzzled clicks and back tracking before she realized that the moment she had turned on the light switch the computer had been set to come on from its sleeper mode and begin recording from three hidden security cameras set up in the room directly onto the computers rather impressively large hard drive. Luckily there wasn’t any password for the security cameras and with sweat dripping from her brow Karen found the file of her image entering the janitors closet room and recording her every movement! The computer was set up to save three files of the auto security camera recording and Karen quickly replaced her file of her entrance and all the embarrassing visuals that pertained with a previous file of the janitor putting away his equipment . She then turned off the camera recording program and set it to turn back on once the light went off and then back on again Since the Janitor would undoubtedly be the next person to enter the storage closet and turn on the light this action would replace one of the previous saved files and make her tampering invisible.

Breathing a sigh of relief at successfully erasing her embarrassing recorded entrance to the janitors closet, Karen suddenly frowned and wondered why would the janitor need to have his little tool shed as it were so secretly watched? Karen began to nose around in the various files on the little computer, it was NOT connected to the offices mainframe. The little tike was an independent server and after dealing with some utterly amateurish security blocks, Karen found her self wading through a sloppy mess of word files and image files. Everything had just been dumped pell-mell into the store bought operating systems pre-made files and it was easy for her to start to work out the gist of what she was seeing.

That nice middle aged Argentina janitor whose name she could never quiet pronounce was smuggling the office drugs out of the building and selling them on the black market! And he had been doing it right under Karen’s nose! But she had him now! It would seem a visit from Power Lass was in order. She had better go straight home and take her costume out of moth balls! What with this criminal to nab and the Booby Trap to hunt down and finally bring to justice the world was in desperate need of Power Lass! There was not a moment to lose!

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6.a. Unable to control her instinct to get into a position of readiness to face the approaching unknown, the youthful waif shot her feet off the desk top and rolled out of the chair! Unfortunately her legs had fallen asleep and where numb from being raised up on the desk top and the shocked Karen found her self loudly tumbling face first onto the floor! Further frantic struggling tore her nurses dress into shreds and she found herself being helped to her feet by a much confused and bewildered Alento the Argentina janitor who cleaned up the clinic as well as a number of other business establishments in the local neighborhood.

He blurted out his confusion and concern and tried not very successfully to advert his eyes from her now nearly naked form. Karen embarrassingly explained that she had originally came into the closet to fix her dress which had unexpectedly lost a button as she was passing by and had found her self so tired as to be drawn to taking a nap upon the chair she had found inside the little room.

Alento nodded his understanding and took off his coat to put around the arms of the shaking embarrassed girl to help her hide her nakedness. He blamed the lecherous Doctor Stumphummper who had not replaced her obviously too small uniform despite her repeated requests and shook his hand in the air at him. He then chastised her for coming in the janitors room and taking a nap, she would surly lose her job doing such things if the Doctor ever found out, or worse he might make her wear an eve smaller dress! He reminded her that jobs were scarce and that it would be bad for her to lose this one even if she did have to work for such a pig of a man! He made her promise not to sneak back into the janitors room again less the Doctor catch her and make trouble for her, and then he dried her eyes and hugged her shoulders and told her to keep his coat for her walk home, and that tomorrow would be a new day and everything would look much better.

Karen thanked the kind man and did as he said and went straight home where she took a long bath and collapsed into her small but comfortable bed.

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6.b. Not daring to even breath less it cause the chair to creek, Karen froze perfectly still and listened to the sounds of someone rummaging around with the cleaning supplies, but dared not even try and turn her head less the chair make any noise. For what seemed hours she listened to the banging of cleaning equipment behind her back till finally the noise ceased and the janitor closet door slammed shut.

Karen waited in deathly silence for several more minutes and then rolled out of the chair to her knees as her legs were cramping badly from holding them raised and still for so long. This caused another button to pop off her dress front and left her black bra underneath now promontory on display between her breast pushed out dress front. It took her several wiggling attempts to gain her feet without tearing her dress skirt in the process and she headed to the door as rapidly as she could.

She had little doubt that the noise had been made by the late night Janitor, Alento, a refugee from Argentina who cleaned several of the business in the neighborhood. It had escaped her mind that he would be arriving just as the clinic was getting ready to close. Clutching her dress front as best she could Karen slipped through the janitor door and into the deserted hallway beyond.

With little cat steps she made her way into the reception lobby where she blissfully found no one. The Doctor was still in his office with the door closed and there was noise coming from the women’s rest room that suggested one of the female patients was having a rather enjoyable bowl movement?! And there was Alento’s cleaning cart and mop bucket halfway into the men’s rest room where she could see his shadow swishing the mop across the floor. With a rapid hart beat Karen skipped hurriedly to the door and escape!

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7.a. It would be somewhat disgusting to leave her bra and panties on the floor just in front of the door like that! Karen with her repair needing dress wadded up firmly in her hand quickly made her way back around the metal shelving, truly enjoying the giddy sensation of her free boobs leaping about on her exposed chest for a change! This whole naked in public thing had her pussy tingling and she swallowed hard at the thought at just how naughty of a girl she might be deep down inside, but pushed the speculation from her mind.

It took her a while in the murky florescent light to find her panties and bra on the floor in the gloomy shadows but when she did she immediately bent over to snatch them up.

No sooner than she had bent over to retrieve her unmentionables than the janitors closet door opened flooding the brighter hallway light onto her. Karen froze! There she was stark naked bent over at the waist her naked damp pussy pointed directly at the doorway which now obviously contained someone who just inches away from her had a complete and unobstructed view of her snatch which she was blatantly shoving up at their face!!!!! OH MY GOD!!!!

Her knees just froze and she remained there rigid not able to think or move or even breathe! Finally after several moments of mind freeze she awkwardly straightened her back and in robot jerks managed to about face and find herself staring into the purple faced gapping mouth of Doctor Stumphummper! oh god.

She felt two inches tall and kept opening and closing her red faced mouth like a fish out of water as the good Doctor couldn’t tare his eyes off her massive naked tits.

Finally he spoke and asked her to come see him in his office as soon as she managed to get herself properly attired.

Latter in the office he didn’t mention her state of nakedness in the closet nor make any mention of it at all, he merely handed her a new pink nurses outfit that was large enough and made of stretchy material in the bust to handle her new on going ‘condition’ but was noticeably lower cut with no buttons and the skirt its self was far shorter in fact she doubted it would barely reach bellow the curve of her buttocks! When she raised an eyebrow and started to protest the good Doctor said simply, “Oh, and no undergarments from now on Ms. Cleavage. That is if you wish to keep your job after that shameful display of yours in the utility room?”

Karen’s face flared red in anger and then she whispered a low horse meek voice, “yes, sir.” And slipped out of the office and headed home.

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7.b. There was no point in making an extra trip over to regain her panties and bra until she first had a good look through the desk! Karen began to shuffle through the desk drawers looking for anything that might be of use in repairing her nurses uniform which now hung over the back of the metal chair.

The pickings were slim, but in the end she did find some loops of elastic straps and with that and the desk stapler she managed to make a rather ugly patch work repair of her dress. It looked horrible but it held the sides together enough to cover up her underwear. Which she now promptly recovered and squeezed back into and then with much grunting and shimming and stretching she managed to tug and fidget her pink uniform back into place. It would get her home anyway! Now that she had her uniform back on she had to shy admit that walking around naked like that had definitely turned her on! She felt like a faucet had been turned on in her pussy! She laughed at her naughty body and shook her head in mirth.

Slipping out of the closet Karen found her repairs had taken so long that the place was fairly deserted. The Doctor was still in office apparently exercising as was often his want at the end of the night from all the grunting he was doing from behind his locked closed door and Alento, the janitor was just arriving to begin his tasks for the night. He held the door for her as she left and headed home.

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7.c. Three nights latter at home on her lap top she received an e-mail from one of her former high school class mates to check out a web site as soon as possible. Karen had done so and to her utter horror, there she was, on a web site called, “Slut Nurses!” Stripping out of her pink nurses uniform in what was obviously the janitors closet at work! Several camera views showed her bending over as she looked through the janitors desk and supply shelves, her pussy raised up on haughty display, her obvious lust apparent by her dripping snatch!!! She was devastated! There must have been security cameras hidden in the utility room! Karen began to cry, Doctor Stumphummper must have seen the images and posted them on the internet! She could never go back to that clinic ever again! And how would she ever face the few friends she had or be taken seriously as a nurse let alone as a research scientist by anybody! She had no choice, she would have to leave the city and return back to her aunts farm! She was nothing but an utter failure!

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8.a. The alleyway that cut behind the block of buildings lead directly to a second cross section alleyway which in turn lead to her street and her apartment building. It was much faster than the long walk around two whole city blocks but the alleyways were poorly lit and often the hiding place of thugs and drunks at this time of night. Still it meant that no one respectable would see her in her rather indiscreet state of attire or lack there of, and any goon stupid enough to mess with her would get the full wrath of a much put upon and itching to vent Power Lass!

Karen entered the alleyway opening and weaved her way through the piles of trash and crates and trash containers keeping an edgy eye out for any suspicious shadows, which was a lot like keeping an eye out for any bright lights on the surface of the sun. But she walked fast and steady now no longer mindful of how her jostling boobs were finishing their destructive work on what little remained of her pink nurses uniform. She was doubtful anyone could make her out in the inky blackness anymore than she could make out any of the occasional drunken shuffling shapes in the shadowy murk she slinked through.

She had just made the cross intersection of the two alleyways and made the hard right angle turn up the one that lead in an inky stained valley to the distant sliver of light of her street, when the blow came crashing down upon the back of her head!

It was a blow that would have killed a normal person and if there had been any magnetic energy waves in the immediate area it might have killed her or been scarcely noticed. As it was the rusted iron railing club sent her shivering to her knees where a boot toe caught her fully in her midriff. ‘Two attackers,’ she noted to herself, as what little was left of her outfit rented and tore. The thick heavy rimmed glasses she had wore before the tragic explosion and still wore in her Karen Clark persona fell to the rough uneven pavement as another blow caught her shoulder. With gritting teeth Karen thought of all the normal innocent people and how helpless they were before the handfuls of loser thugs like this, of the injustice of it all, and the image of her Power Lass costume folded up and placed in a black garbage bag and then placed under the torn lining of her suitcase under her bed. It wasn’t much of a costume, a white dance leotard, some blue elbow length gloves, knee high blue boots (she kept the boots rolled up and hidden underneath her rusted old fashioned foot pedestal tub), and a red cape she had purchased at a yard sale right after Halloween. Still it had taken her several paychecks to scrimp the items together. Still, she should really make use of her neighbors sewing machine across the hall and design up a real costume truly her own from scratch!

Karen dodge another boot blow and rolled to her side easily allowing the motion to carry her to her feet. She had been mistaken, their were five of them, middle age street trash from the looks of it, scavenger types, oh well, it wouldn’t be the last time she was wrong. The two nearest were armed with scraps of metal from the trash in the alleyway, the other three were circling around to her sides, to keep her from escaping, Karen smiled at that.

The nearest thug was lifting up what appeared in the odd murky glow of the shadows of the night a twisted piece of metal, perhaps once the side frame under railing of a bed, he was striding forward with the blow and stopped cold. His eyes frozen on Karen’s enormous breasts that jiggled and gleamed in the cloudy moonlight. ‘Ms. Americana was right!’ Karen thought to herself, ‘men are easily distracted by a phenomenal set of breasts! Even in the most difficult of situations! I will have to see if I can’t turn this new blessing of mine to my fullest advantage when I re-design my new costume!’ Karen smiled in the darkness at the startled man who stood confused and blinking at her exposed massive chest. She strode forward shaking her breasts at him and when in easy range launched a furious kick into his swollen groin! She caught the next ones slowly aimed blow and yanked him down to a knee to the jaw. Another she flipped over her shoulder into an open trash bin. The rest ran scuttling like rats into the deeper shadows.

‘That felt good,’ Karen wiped her hands on a scrap of felt shirt that one of the fleeing men had left in her angry clutching fist. She retrieved her glasses and replaced them on her face. Then she discarded what little remained of her nurses outfit and her shredded undergarments, ‘hmmm. If that horny little Doctor wants a little peep show at work I may be able to oblige, just a little of course, I have another pink nurses outfit at home in the closet that I could modify to give the good Doctor what he wants and still let me be able to carry out my duties. In fact, if I play my cards right I may be able to get accepted back into college and get my scholarship back! Doctor Stumphummper sits on the Academic board after all! I never realized it, but using this new body of mine on men to get what I want is really a blessing not a curse!’ Karen smirked as she strutted naked through the streets toward her apartment building, ‘Still that Booby Trap fellow has to pay for what he’s done, all men must pay for what they do to the innocent women of the world. I will use not only my great strength and powers, but these female wiles as well! Before men kept ridiculing Power Lass and stepping all over Karen Clark, but now I will show a Power Lass who mocks men and uses ALL my assets to defeat them easily, and Karen Clark will sly and with her innocents intact seemingly unaware use these self same new physical attributes to make her own life a little more easy. Why I can use the seemingly meek and nerdy Karen persona to ‘tease’ out information that Power Lass can not beat out of sources! I hadn’t thought of that before! By simply wearing a short skirt of a very revealing top Karen can maintain her innocence while seemingly oblivious and unaware of her bodies own sexual powers on men, passively FLIRT the information out of ignorant sources! What a perfect combination! Why had I not thought of this before? Tomorrow I will begin practicing on Doctor Stumphummper, but tonight I will flirt with that lesbian neighbor of mine and barrow her sewing machine, I have two costumes to work on now! My Power Lass costume and my Nurses costume, for it is with both that I will be able to succeed where before I have only failed!!!’ Karen wiggled and jiggled out of the alleyway and into her street already working on the difficult combination of an air of innocence in her eyes and face and a salacious scandalous vamp in her bodies movements and poise for Karen Clarks new identity.

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8.b. Better safe than sorry. What with all the dismal failures as Power Lass and even in her own life as Karen Clark she was better off taking the longer rout on the better lit streets than soldiering through the darkened alleyways at night. Karen began her trek home from pool of lamp light to pool of lamp light. The streets were relatively bare, this part of town was an odd mix of old residential apartment houses and a few scattered mom and pop business. On a Sunday early a.m. it was quiet as most people caught as much sleep as they could before hitting the subway or streets to head back to the Monday morning grind. It was a poorer neighborhood but not a slum or ghetto, yet! Still the police of the city were over taxed and understaffed and mostly corrupt, in fact the only thing that kept the street gangs in line anymore were the occasional patrolling super heroine! Or at least the threat one might suddenly appear. But the ‘capes’ had their hands full trying to deal with the big time crooks, namely Congress and the White House and Wall Street and just about any major business in operation which had for all intensive purposes reintroduced slavery and enormous social injustice back into the world at an insane level and then passed laws making all that crime legal. Unable or unwilling to cross the line into true vigilantism, the super heroines found themselves catching only the little fish in their nets while nations with armies of hired thugs smoked their illegal cigars and laughed.

Karen adjusted her heavy black rimmed glasses and felt the indignation of the political and big business corruption all around her sour her stomach. The world needed super heroines more than ever! But ever time she had donned her white dance leotard and blue gloves and boots and red little snappy cape, she had failed and been a laughing stock! What could she possibly do to help the world let alone save it from its self?

As if on cue there came out a muffled cry to her right, it was faint but unmistakably a plea for help. Karen paused, she was between the wells of light of two lamps if she had been under either lamp the faint magnetic field produced from their electrical power may have obscured the cry or enhanced her senses into a super hearing that would have let her pinpoint it. As it was she strained in the dark, waiting for the sound to reemerge but nothing came out of the night shadows. She wasn’t exactly dressed for investigating any serious crime like a break in but she could lend a hand against a mugging even as Karen Clark and keep her super heroine powers discreetly hidden. But even as Karen Clark her current state was more exhibitionist stripper than upstanding citizen. She waited, straining her senses into the dark to her right, dogs barked in the distance, cars honked, a fire siren far behind her across the river, a cat or rat shuffling along the roof top behind her, the muted shroud of electrical appliances and lights humming, radios and televisions burbled from half open windows, but the eerie distant cry for help did not return. ‘Had she imagined it?’ To her right the store front gave way to a chain link fenced parking lot, beyond that was an open space of rough weedy ground were a condemned building had been torn down last winter. On the other side of that was one of the cities power relay stations. A short squat building with large transformers bolted onto its roof which she could just make out in the gray night shadows. The building was of brick and had no windows, it was encased behind a twelve foot steel mesh fence topped with barbed wire, but there was a Delta City Power truck parked next to the paddle locked gate, so some one was in there. ‘Had the cry come from inside that building?’ Her powers fluxed so much in the cities mesh of electrical magnetic fields that she couldn’t be sure of much of anything!

Since the explosion which had awakened her Aphrodite gene, Karen Clark had found that she now possessed fantastical powers of strength and resilience and even the power of flight, but her powers were constantly peaking and volleying up and down out of control set into a roller coaster by even the smallest of electromagnetic impulses or being at times utterly untouched by even large power sources. It was possible that she had heard a cry of help from over a football field away through a brink wall. There didn’t seem anything else between her and the building that showed any signs of life or distress.

Still, should she investigate the seemingly sleeping electrical substation building? And if she were to do so, should she go as she was, Karen Clark stripper nurse?! Or should she rush home and put on her Power Lass costume first and then go and make a patrol of the area? What should she do?

8.b.1. Karen should… go as she is and investigate immediately! Someone needs her help and she shouldn’t hesitate!… If this is your path please go to 9.b.

8.b.2. Karen should… rush home to her apartment first and put on her super heroine costume Power Lass! Then go and investigate! If this turns out to be anything more than a mugging, then she will not be able to use her super powers dressed as Karen Clark without risking compromising both her identities as Karen and Power Lass!… If this is your path please go to 9.c.

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9.a. This was not her day! Karen quickly jugged her way down the narrow hallway to where it ended at the file room storage room and swung the wood and frosted glass door open. She slammed the door behind her and flipped on the lights, the room was small filled with an esoteric collection of metal file cabinets and stacks of card board banker boxes filled with files as well. Karen locked the door behind her and thinking fast turned off the over head florescent lights.

‘I’m stark naked at work, locked in a file room. I can wait here, hiding behind file cabinets if need be, until the clinic closes, but how an I going to get home?’ Karen leaned her back against the door and tried hard not to cry, ‘somehow I have to get one of the Doctors gowns or scrub uniforms out of the Doctors locked cabinet in his office. How? To get to the gowns and uniforms she would have to get past the large steel security door inside the Doctors office that lead to the store room where the drugs and supplies are kept. The Doctor kept the keys on him all the time. If she waited until the clinic closed the Doctor would leave taking those keys with him! With her super strength she could break open the door, but she was very hesitant to use her powers for such a criminal act. Alento, the janitor, had a set of master keys that he would get from the Doctor when he arrived to clean the building and which he would leave on the Doctors desk when he left at four a,m, having finished his duties. She might be able to get his keys when he left them, but she would still have to break into the Doctors office its self to get to them as Alento will lock the door behind him that connects it to the lobby of the clinic! What to do?

9.a.1. Karen should… wait in the file room until the clinic closes and Alento finishes his rounds of cleaning and then break into the Doctors office and use the keys on the desk to get a new pink nurses outfit which she just knows the horny old coot is hiding in there!… If you choose this path please go to 10.a.

9.a.2. Karen should… gather up her tattered nurses outfit lying out there on the floor of the hallway were it’s bound to be discovered and return to the janitors closet and try to repair it so she can walkout of here immediately!… If this is your path please go to 7.c. now and continue.

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9.b. Someone was in trouble despite her outer appearances she was a super heroine, after all it was only with lesser men that the clothes make the man! Without any further hesitation Karen Clark aka Power Lass made her way quickly to the electrical substation building.

The paddle lock on the gate was dummy locked on the wrapped around chain and that save Karen having to take to the skies and fly over it which would have increased the risk of someone seeing her in her civilian role displaying her super heroine might! She undid the lock and passed through the gate replacing it behind her. The utility truck’s hood was still warm, who ever was inside hadn’t been here for very long. She moved past the truck and made her way up the short flight of iron steps to the metal door. It was unlocked as well, and taking one last long look around her to see if anyone was observing her she opened the door just enough for her to slip through and pulled it rapidly shut behind her.

She found herself standing on a low metal platform with a short flight of metal stairs leading to the concrete floor to her immediate left. The room was small and well lit with bright yellowish orange lights bulbs protected behind wire baskets. The room was filled with a low humming sound of high speed machinery and a large round machine blocked her view directly before her.

She stepped cautiously down the steel steps and crept around the large humming machine. The walls of the room were covered in banks of computers and dials and desks with swivel chairs, and was entirely empty. There were three more large cylinder machines humming away which the first one had originally obstructed from her view. What ever they were they were producing electrical magnetic current at an alarming rate! And now her deepest secret hit her, for while magnetic power sources caused unpredictable surges or drains upon her own powers, large power sources like this one caused uncontrollable waves of intense lust to thrum through her! Already as she crept through the room full of electrical dynamos she could feel her pussy boiling with pulsating lust! Her eyes kept rolling back up into her head under fluttering heavy eyelids and her mouth hung open as little whines and squeals of pleasure were torn out of her body! She wouldn’t be able to remain her for long near these powerful engines of electrical might and not be reduced to a quivering mindless jelly of multiple chains of orgasms! She needed to either find the source of the scream or else leave this room soon!

Though it was difficult with her vision blurring in lustful dizziness, Karen did find a second metal door half hidden in the shadows and found it lead both away from those giant pussy vibrators that had her full hips twitching uncontrollably and down into a concrete tunnel. Karen pulled the door behind her and half happily and half reluctantly moved down and away from the intense pleasure of the giant dynamos.

The hallway lead to a serious of concrete rooms all filled with pipes and machinery but ultimately they also lead her to a man in a city power worker coveralls with a bloody gash on his head and tied at the wrists and ankles. He lay near an over turned tool box amidst a pile of wrenches and papers and clipboards, and Karen paused upon seeing him. He was laying turned away from her and was unaware of her presence, did she dare as half naked Karen Clark approach him and untie him? It would be extremely difficult to explain her presence here to the police latter if anyone saw her. No, it would be better to leave him for the moment and move around the machine between him and find those responsible for attacking him. That the attackers had taken the time to tie him up suggested to her that they meant to spend some time in the underground building and were probably still here.

Karen followed the turning of the room into another hallway and this into the first large room she had seen since entering the substation. It consisted of three levels of metal gantries all mazing their way through dozens of even larger versions of those pussy pounding machines she had dripped by up above! Her nipples immediately leapt to full swollen erection as she entered the room and she felt the first of what she knew would be several mind boggling orgasms pulse through her now on fire groin as she forced herself on wobbly knees to try and sneak into the cover of the nearest mammoth machine.

It is exceedingly difficult to sneak in a crouch when your hips are manically humping the air with increasingly powerful chains of orgasms ripping through your body and shattering your mind beyond your control, but Karen managed with her strong will to half lurch half gasp a swaying staggering bent over strut that cast a shadow upon the surface of the uneven machinery that even through her heavy lidded fluttering eyes looked all the world like a dog humping its owners leg!

Despite this Karen, her thighs slick with her seizure orgasm gushing pussy, managed to moan her way through the mezzanine of formable humming dynamos until she saw three street thugs armed with cattle shock prods slung over their backs and assault rifles at the ready! They were half guarding half cringing from a tall curvaceous African-American woman with a Mohawk hair style, her cloths hanging in burnt tatters around her lithe large busted body, arcs of electrical energy sang in loud snaps between her erect nipples and she laughed in a drunken madness as she stood between two enormous electrical power generators, spread eagle, bathed in a white bluish glow of leaping bands of pure electricity which were raging out of the smoking and sparking machines!

‘Obviously she’s some kind of Aphrodite gene women, like herself, and is some how siphoning off enormous amounts of electrical energy from these generators straight into her own body!’ Karen thought to herself, as she inched closer to the surreal spectacle playing out under the sleeping cities streets. ‘She may be an Aphrodite gene superwoman but there was something about her, a menacing air, an evil in her wide thrill filled eyes, that made Karen doubt this was a super heroine stopping in for a light snack of several million volts stolen from the city. This was a villain through and through, and she needed to stop her now before she finished doing whatever it was exactly that she was doing.’

Not being in her costume, a direct approach was not really an option. Maybe she could somehow do something to these machines to reverse the process and suck the energy back out of the woman? Karen looked around her and saw a rather large panel of dials and switches just to the left of the lethal looking group, ‘maybe there?’

Karen never made it to the wall of gadgets, a particularly strong multiple orgasm ripped through her as she neared the woman who seemed lost in her own heady sexual lusts as the energy poured over her body in sheets of lightning, ‘I can’t get near her!?’ Karen whined to herself. ‘Just being near her and I muumuu! Ahhh! So goooood! She’s already too strong, too much energy in her body, too much can’t go on!’ Karen’s pussy was now a geyser spraying her sweet orgasm juices in a rooster tail behind her and on to the floor. ‘Can’t stop cumming!’ Karen struggled to crawl away from the woman in the water fall of electrical angry lightning, but her knees had turned to mush and her splayed feet wouldn’t stop spasming and she had lost all the strength in her upper body, her face ground into the floor in a pool of her own drool.

She surly would have been found there in another minute or two by one of the increasingly uneasy three men, helpless and horny lost in an orgasmic haze, except those men now began to worriedly question their boss about the loud screaming machines which were now belching smoke and shuddering violently.

It took several attempts but the men eventually managed to stir their boss out of her orgasmic rapture and she eyed the situation and commanded them all to escape with her out of the building.

With the woman gone and the machines in meltdown, Karen managed to suppress her hormone ragging body and make her way back to the tied up city worker through the rooms now filling with acidic smoke. The smoke helped hide her from the bound man as she lifted him up and buried his face into her breast to make sure he wouldn’t get a good look at her face as she ran both of them out of the building.

She just managed to get the two of them outside into the empty chain link lot surrounding the power relay station when the first muffled explosion shuddered the ground beneath her feet. With the man’s face still carefully clasped into the enormous cleavage of her bosom Karen surveyed the now powerless darkened city around her for any signs of the trio of men and their buxom boss, there was only the silence before the storm. ‘She had worn a belt buckle with the letters ‘NRG’ on it, all the rest of her street clothing had been burnt and shredded by the massive blasts of electricity she had been soaking up into her. NRG, energy, cute! It would seem Power Lass has a new foe! And perhaps one finally worthy of her powers!’ Karen mused to herself. The first smile in months played across her lips and then suddenly became a gasp of shock and disgust as she distinctly felt the man she was holding like a rag doll in her mighty arms begin to suckle at her nipple!!!! “Ewe! Gross!” Karen dropped the man to the gravel parking lot, “Pervert!” She gave the disgusting pig a sharp kick to his crotch which made his eyes cross and his face turn purple, “sicky!” She gave the still tied up man another kick to the crotch for good measure, ‘what was it about boys anyway?!’ Karen shook her head while readjusting the thick black horn rimmed glasses on her small nose and crossed her arms under her powerful chest and decided it was time to head home as the sounds of police sirens began to ring in the night.

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9.c. It was too risky to go venturing into a possibly dangerous situation where she might need to use her super heroine powers dressed in civilian Karen Clark persona. She would rush home and take her Power Lass costume out from its hiding place in the suit case under her bed and return instantly to investigate the electrical substation building! Karen rushed home to change!

It had been sometime since Karen had last donned the mantle of Power Lass and her body had been greatly changed by the foul villain Booby Trap’s half foiled scheme, so she was not entirely surprised to find that the main component of her costume, the white dance leotard she had bought second hand, no longer fit her new much more curvaceous figure. The bottoms no longer fit her buttocks in a full covering but instead sipped into the crack between her full round cheeks like one of those naughty thongs the lewd girls wore on the beach! But it was the top half of the outfit that gave her fits, her breasts were simply too big! The top simply couldn’t be stretched up over the enormous mounds of her new bosom. After a few frantic moments with the anxious thoughts of someone needing her help just blocks away, Karen decided to cut the top, so that instead of a low cut scoop neck, there now was a second opening under the original scoop neck hem, acting as a band of cloth, which Karen now firmly pulled up and over her enormous firm breasts. It acted as a single strip of tight spandex which just managed to squeeze up over her breasts and form a line pinching deep into her soft doughy mountains just covering up her nipples with its tiny band of fabric. It meant that her mighty mummeries were now swollen into an hourglass cleavage above and below the taunt tiny strip of material, but at least her ‘girls’ were somewhat under wraps, and despite the deeply camel toeing of the bottom, Karen quickly slid on her gloves and boots and belt and cape to finish her transformation into the super heroine Power Lass!

The transformer station was silent and seemingly deserted to Power Lass as she hovered above the short stone building. After a cursory survey of the surrounding parking lot of which there was only a city power worker truck sitting empty and parked, she landed at the only entrance and opened the metal door before her. Inside the building was a single room full of large cylinder turbines sunk halfway into the floor on their sides whining and humming in a low squall of ebbing energy. Power Lass eyed the machines banefully, for already she could feel her deepest secret being revealed despite herself, for while Power Lasses powers surged and waned uncontrollably from the presence of magnetism and electrical energy created its own field of magnetism, exceptionally powerful forms of magnetic energy fields had a powerful aphrodisiac effect upon her body! It was a secret she feared any of her foes might some day find out and use against her, and even now she could feel the first quivering rapidly building small orgasms ripple through her body as she was forced to pass near the machines in her search of the room.

The search paid off for in the shadows of the room she found a second door and none too soon as her deeply camel toeing costume was now drenched in the crotch with her orgasm juices, for Karen Clark had always been what boys would call a ‘squirter’ and to her utter shame she would uncontrollably ejaculate her orgasms out of her snatch! The room full of generators had her pussy in an uproar and her thighs were slick with her uncontrollable juices, she was glad indeed to leave the room of lusts behind her and regain some of her spinning senses in the hallways beyond.

The hallway twisted around in rounded corner turns with numerous rooms full of pipes and machinery and consoles lining the walls and it eventually lead to a man in a powers workers overalls lying half dazed with a bleeding gash on his head. The man was bound ankles to wrists and Power Lass rushed to his aid. She easily snapped the ropes and helped him to his feet. The injury was not serious and Power Lass began to question the groggy city worker. He quickly informed her that he had driven over to the substation in response to some weird readings at the main power plant and had been jumped by three men with rifles and their leader some weird tall statuesque African-American woman in cutoffs and a halter top calling her self, ‘NRG’? The woman had been able to shock him with some kind of electrical energy right our of her hand on to his, well, unmentionables! During the struggle to tie him up his thermos of coffee had spilled on the woman and she had screamed in pain and rage, though the coffee was left over from the this morning and far from hot. He reasoned that the liquid had temporarily grounded the electricity in her body and that if Power Lass could lead the woman out into the supply tunnels she could trigger the water sprinklers and maybe knock the bitch out! Oh, and he loved her new costume!

Power Lass thanked the man, who went immediately to his self appointed post next to the manual water release main to flood the outer hallways with water as soon as Power Lass had maneuvered NRG into position. It was a plan she guessed and so she quickly sought out the new super villainess in town and teach her some manners! She didn’t have to look long, the Aphrodite gene woman gone wrong was in a nearby room with her three armed goons, soaking up energy right out of two enormous power dynamos like a high school slut slamming beer straight out of the keg taper.

As soon as she entered the room Power Lass could feel the powerful magnetic currents wreaking havoc with her libido, though her strides straight toward the three men ringing their boss had started out strong and purposeful they ended before them an wobbly knees and twitching groin deep in the relentless spasms of multiply orgasms. That didn’t stop her from tossing two of the men like rag dolls over her shoulders and wrapping the rifle barrel of the third about his wrists.

The villainess NRG bathed in the eerie glow of a storm of electrical man-made lightning noticed this and pulling herself somewhat dazed out of her own energy induced stupor howled and shot a bolt of energy straight at Power Lass!

The shock wave knocked her back into the wall of computer panels and gauges and sent a powerful orgasm thrilling through her body that did more to discombobulate her than the smack of metal to the back of her head. As she sunk to her knees one of the men hit her with an electric cattle prod, it sent her into another orgasm and she thanked him by grabbing his balls and slamming him face first into the approaching NRG, the resulting concussion wreathed him in debilitating arcs of lightning and drained some of the power from the now furious woman.

NRG grabbed Power Lass by the neck and shook her and then laughingly inserted an electrified finger into the orgasm befuddled super heroine. It was more than she could take, her lonely pussy erupted and spurt out what must have been a continuous gallon of pussy juice all over NRG’s surprised body. There was the smell of burnt ozone as NRG shorted out and gathering her senses Power Lass picked up the surprised villainess and threw them both bodily through the wall in a crash of shattered concrete and re-rod. In a second the over head sprinklers kicked on and the deluge of water quickly soaked the two wrestling women until an exhausted Power Lass staggered to her drenched feet, victorious!!!!!!!!

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10.a. Hiding in the file room stark naked did nothing to improve her brooding mood or sense of gloomy failure, but as the clinic closed she found herself listening perplexed to Alento the janitors movements and found herself stirring up her courage to slip out of the file room when she swore she heard voices! With a cat like stealth so unlike her over the top loud brash Power Lass persona of overcompensating bravado, and with a courage and brashness in her utter nudity so unlike the wallflower shrinking violet Karen Clark, she slipped around the clinic dodging with hairbreadth escapes against detection from Alento and several street thugs he had let into the clinic. It became obvious to her that Alento was selling the clinics drugs to these hoodlums! But she curbed her immediate wraith, naked Karen Clark had found out this hidden information, but it would take the specially clad Power Lass to return that night and finish the job right!

Still she couldn’t slip out into the city streets naked to rush home to her apartment to get her Power Lass costume! Karen waited until one of the thugs was separated from the others when he went into the rest room to use the urinal. She crept up behind him, but at the last minute he turned his head and saw her, instead of calling out an alarm or attacking her he just stared mesmerized by her naked curvaceous body. Karen noted this and realized the other super heroines were onto something when it came to wearing skimpy costumes, men really were so easily distracted! She didn’t hesitate though and landed a punch on the thug that sent him straight into nighty-night land! She quickly took his trousers and jacket and slipped out of the clinic making her way fast for her Power Lass outfit and the inevitable capture of Alento and his gang of drug thugs!

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YOUR ENDING:

ONE: Congratulations you managed to bring Power Lass back to her senses and convince her to once again don her costume to fight for justice! You didn’t find the path to her new adversary, NRG, but you did good. RANKING; Bronze eye mask. Caped Side Kick!!!!!!!

TWO: Bummer dude! Karen Clark’s super heroine costume still remains in mothballs and you never found her arch nemesis, NRG. RANKING; Gleek from the Wonder Twins, go now and live in your shame!

THREE: Wow! I thought the ‘your ending two’ was bad, but baby snakes, this one sinks even bellow that one! Karen Clark not only didn’t return to being the super heroine Power Lass or meet her new arch villainess NRG, but she left the city abandoning her hopes and dreams of a career as a research scientist in curing deadly diseases and returned to her aunts dairy farm in the sticks?! RANKING; the brain mutoid from This Island Earth! Go now and live alone like an old woman in a house full of cats!

FOUR: Congratulations not only did you bring Karen Clark back to her senses and into her uniform as Power Lass, but you made her realize that her new body is a tool for fighting crime not a curse to hide from. Karen is not only going to re-design her costume to make more use of this, but she is re-designing her life as well! By bringing her secret identity persona as Karen Clark more into her Power Lass role as crime fighter not only will she be able to gain more information and intelligence into the criminal world but she achieves a more balanced aspect between these diametrically opposed polar opposite personas that will leave her more mental capable of handling inevitable set backs and defeats. Well done! Only you didn’t find NRG, but for this Karen Clark-Power Lass combo there really is ‘always tomorrow’! RANKING; Silver eye mask, time to get a fist-full of your own batarangs and rent out your own cave! Nightwing! Go now and rid the world of evil!

FIVE; Congratulations, not only did you convince Karen Clark to re-don the mantle of Power Lass, but you brought her closer to an understanding of her new bodies sexual allure and you found her new arch nemeses, NRG! RANKING; Gold eye mask! Welcome to the Justice League! No monitor duty for you!!!!

SIX; Congratulations you got Karen back into her Power Lass costume, made her more confident in her new bodies sexual attributes, introduced her to NRG, and then promptly kicked her ass! RANKING; Black horned rimmed glasses, who dose Batman call when his cape gets caught in the car door? Who dose Superman tag when he’s got a mouth full of girder? Who dose Wonder Woman call out by name when the bed sheets get tangled and rented? Why that would be you!!!!!