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Little Firebug, 7A
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This is one of a series of stories that I?ve written that attempt to
describe the adventures of a very special girl by the name of Kara
Matthews, aka Supergirl. The initial concept borrows heavily from
various comic book stories, the most notable influence coming from the
DC Comics character of the same name, to whom I give all appropriate
credits.
My own characters, however, diverge significantly from any characters
depicted by DC Comics or any previous authors, both in their powers
and their actions. In particular, this story contains strongly erotic
material that is not suitable for younger readers.
IF YOU ARE OFFENDED BY SEXUAL OR VIOLENT MATERIAL, ARE UNDER THE AGE
OF MAJORITY IN YOUR STATE, PROVINCE OR COUNTRY, OR IF EROTIC MATERIAL
IS PROHIBITED BY YOUR LOCAL LAWS, DO NOT READ ANY FURTHER!
Little Firebug, Chapter 7, THE JACKALS, by Sharon Best
(This chapter in the series picks up from the middle of Chapter 3 where
Kara had met Pete and Sybil in a town in the Nevada desert. I came up
with the idea for a new character, Monica, after looking through a
recent bodybuilding magazine, Muscle Mag, January 1996 issue, and
seeing a woman, by nearly the same name, who won the Jan Tana fitness
competition. If you have that magazine, you might want to add some
visuals to my writing. I think this is a woman who looks like Kara?s
sister if anyone does, and so she shall become just that.)
DATELINE: Sulfur Wells, Arizona, late afternoon
Kara?s remaining costumes, and her backpack, were delivered early in
the evening, including a replacement for the costume that had been
damage during the testing. Sybil and a few of her friends who used to
work at the clothing factory had worked all through the afternoon to
tailor the clothes she had purchased at Kitties. Off the shelf
clothing just didn?t fit her dramatic figure, especially her new
bust-line. It was clear it was going to take another couple of days
for the three of them to tailor her entire wardrobe for her.
Kara had helped where she could, but despite her nimble fingers and
super speed, she didn?t have the skills for fine tailoring. Sybil
finally sent her off with Pete to enjoy herself while they did the
work. She was now ?their? Supergirl and they were going to take care
of her. The whispered comments and giggles from the women as Sybil
described Kara?s reaction to seeing Superman on TV kept them
entertained through the long afternoon and evening. They may not be
able to meet Superman themselves, but the women knew that this fabulous
young girl was about to. In addition, with her physique and powers,
not to mention her obvious and strong arousal upon seeing Superman on
TV, they figured their hero was about to enjoy some aspects of life on
this planet that he had probably missed up to now. The fact that Kara
was still very young was forgotten as Sybil mentioned that she was
quite ?mature? for her age, despite the fact that she still looked like
a teenage girl.
Kara herself had been in an unusually good mood since the episode in
the garage with Sybil as this was the first time that any Terran had
come close to taking her all the way to orgasm without her assistance,
although not without using a bit of ?Tool Time? technology. The fact
that she had only needed to use her own strength for the last few
seconds was remarkable in and of itself.
The experience had left her with a pleasant buzz as she found that she
was in the mood for some music and fun. It was Saturday night after
all and Pete said that the TGIF lounge was a great place for dancing.
Kara put her short pleated skirt back on and one of the skintight
deeply dished tops she had purchased that afternoon at Kitties. The top
was cut deeply enough that it barely clung to the edge of her nipples,
displaying most of her firm round widely separated breasts. The bottom
came just below her ribs, leaving her stomach and most of her back
bare.
Since the absorption of energy back on Paradise Island, Kara had grown
from being a smallish C-cup to a very large D-cup. Yet her fabulous
physique allowed her to still be as firm as ever. She had studied
herself in the mirror before dressing and was surprised that she still
had only a tiny hint of a teardrop shape to her large breasts, almost
as if gravity had no influence on her. Her breasts were nearly
perfectly round and widely separated, sitting unusually high on her
chest, although they now naturally touched at the center of her
breastbone since she had grown so much larger. She wondered if this
was a permanent change in her body? Turning sideways, she took one more
look at her now breathtaking 40-22-35 figure?yes, she would be quite a
sensation at the club tonight, especially with this top on. She was in
the mood to turn some heads and this outfit was going to do it.
She wore the bottom of her new costume, a tiny thong, with the
vaporously thin top folded down and tucked into the waistband. She
would at least have her essential modesty preserved even though the
tiny pleated mini-skirt she was wearing was scandalously short.
Peter?s reaction to her as she came down the stairs said that she was
truly ready for the club tonight. His open-mouthed stare, especially
after seeing the tanned expanse of her large breasts as they mounded
well up above her deeply dished top, was testimony enough to his mood.
The soft ripples of her flat stomach and her well-tanned skin and blond
hair formed striking contrasts with her white mini-skirt. Her long legs
seemed to rise forever until finally disappearing under that tiny
skirt, a skirt that only tantalized with what it didn?t show. She was
about to go when Sybil produced a final touch in the form of a piece of
jewelry, a 24K gold necklace that her late husband had once purchased
for her when his business had been going well. It was fashioned as a
delicate woven chain that Sybil attached tightly around Kara?s tiny
waist.
As soon as she snapped the chain closed, Kara felt a very funny
sensation, almost a weakness, coming over her. It disappeared quickly,
but left her with a pleasant glow that seemed to accent the buzz she
still felt from her earlier exploits. She had learned earlier from
Aurora that surrounding her body with a pure gold link like this would
dramatically weaken her, interfering with the energy flows in her body,
but it would also give her a pleasant buzz, almost as if she was high
on pot. She knew she was still stronger than the combined strength of
several men and could tear the soft metal chain from her waist with
just her raw strength if she needed to quickly regain her powers. Her
invulnerability was somewhat reduced at the same time, yet Aurora had
told her that she would still be able to resist small arms fire or
being cut with a knife, although perhaps not without feeling some
significant pain.
This was the first time she had ever done this, worn gold, and she was
amazed how it made her feel incredibly sexy and alive, full of energy,
and a lot more sensitive to touches, sounds and colors. It was a
strange combination of feelings, somewhat psychedelic, and extremely
pleasant. Her reduced strength also made her feel more feminine as she
knew she wasn?t going to have to be so very careful in touching people
tonight.
She was feeling wonderful as she slipped her arm into Pete?s while they
headed for the door. The older women, whispering behind them, commented
on how striking a couple they were. Their blond hair and strong bodies
moving effortlessly down the sidewalk to Pete?s car, looking almost
like they had been made for each other.
His car, a slightly ratty Mustang, got them to the club on the edge of
town. As they arrived, they both noticed a bunch of bikers sitting on
their machines in the parking lot, it looked like a gang Kara had seen
from the LA area. If it wasn?t for her powers, she would have asked
Pete to turn around and leave now. But she knew she could always
remove the gold chain if she needed to regain her super strength to
deal with these characters. She recognized the gang as the Jackals,
they had a notorious reputation.
The two of them stood in the parking lot for a moment as they saw
several other cars drive in, look at the bikers and then leave. It
wasn?t going to be crowded tonight, Pete thought. He realized he
wouldn?t be here himself if he wasn?t with Kara. It was a weird
feeling depending on your date, and such a young girl at that, for
protection, but when the girl was a thousand times stronger than any
Terran man, it didn?t make much sense to do otherwise. With her
muscles, she could bend steel beams easier than he could bend
toothpicks!
They got a table near the dance floor as Pete looked around nervously
to see another dozen gang members sitting near the bar. They were
already giving the waitresses a hard time and they were just now
starting to drink. This was going to be a wild night. He was pretty
good in a fight, but these guys were huge and mean looking.
The bikers were quickly forgotten as the band started playing and Kara
stood up and gave him a tug toward the dance floor. A half dozen
couples joined them as Kara quickly showed the benefits of being as
strong and fit as she was. Her sensuous and athletic dancing
mesmerized Pete as he found that he couldn?t come close to keeping up
with her. She soon seemed lost in her dancing, eyes closed more than
open, as her body moved across the floor with the gracefulness of a
professional dancer.
Kara put all of her long years of dance instruction to use as the music
seemed to take over her body. The high from the gold chain seemed to
grow far more intense while moving to the loud strong beat of the
music. She had never understood why people did drugs until this very
moment. Those substances had never had any effect on her super
physique, but the gold chain made her feel the way she had often heard
good pot described. Maybe the effects from that plus some good coke.
Yeah, that was the feeling, she imagined, like the two of them
together.
The music finally ended, much too soon, as she felt Pete guiding her
back to her chair. Her body was still moving a bit from the music as
she thirstily downed the drink the waitress had left. She remembered
Aurora saying something about avoiding drugs when she was wearing a
gold band, but she didn?t remember why now. She leaned closer to Pete
as she reached down to place his hand on her firm bare thigh as she
leaned over to kiss him. "Hmmm, Pete, you never did tell me what you
thought of my legs. I think I?ve got the best legs on this planet, I
guess I should, I?m Supergirl. What do you think of them??"
Pete was surprised by the sudden change in this usually modest girl.
But he certainly wasn?t complaining. Her warm kisses and the feel of
his hand on her gorgeous thighs, as she firmly squeezed it between
them, was really turning him on. "I think you?re incredible, Kara, your
legs are the most gorgeous I have ever seen." He leaned over closer.
"Especially now that I know how strong you really are."
Kara felt even warmer and more comfortable a few minutes after she had
finished her drink. She asked Pete to order another, a Whisky Sour, as
she leaned against him. "You never told me you liked my muscles, Pete.
Would you like me to show them to you, maybe to everyone here. I bet
they?ve never heard of Supergirl?"
The music suddenly started again as he leaned closer. "Ah no, Kara, why
don?t we dance again."
"OK?" was all she said in a funny high voice.
She was starting to get up when the waitress returned with another
drink. Kara downed it in a single gulp as Pete led her back to the
stage. Her dancing this time was even less inhibited as she spun
around, skirt flying up to her waist, as everyone had a view of how
little of her rounded ass the thong actually covered. She quickly
became the center of attention in the club as she moved from partner to
partner, dancing so frenetically that no one could keep up with her for
more than a few moments. She finally bumped up against one of the
pretty but zoned-out chicks that traveled with the Jackals. She had
large saggy tits that were barely covered with a halter top and was
dancing with a couple of the bikers.
One of the bikers turned and started dancing with Kara as he struggled
to keep up with her. She laughed at him as she danced closer and
closer to him as she dared him to keep up with her. She could see that
his eyes were focused on her chest as her large breasts kept trying to
escape her tiny top as she moved. Only the fact that she was far
firmer than other women allowed her top to stay on.
The girl with the bikers saw what was going on. Her man was getting
wrapped up with this blond chicky as she saw him staring down at her
tits. She suddenly slid herself between them as she pulled her top up
and tossed it off the stage. Her large bulbous breasts drew his
attention away from Kara as she danced so close to him that her bare
breasts were rubbing against his chest.
Kara saw what the woman had done and was pissed that she had pushed her
out of the way. This was the first guy she had met tonight that could
even come close to keeping up with her dancing, he probably had also
trained as a dancer at some point. What he was doing riding with an
outlaw biker gang would probably be an interesting story.
Well, two can play at this game. She turned to smile at the other
biker as she slowly teased him by pulling her top up just enough to
show the underside of her tits. She lithely spun away as he reached
for her as she continued to tease him, and everyone else within
eyeshot, by tantalizing them with some quick looks are her fabulous
breasts. Finally, he got a good grip on her top as she raised her arms
at the same time as he ripped it off her body! He swung it over his
head before tossing it into the audience! Kara heard a chorus of
whistles and claps from the tables, as her dancing, not to mention the
dramatic appearance of her bared chest, was drawing quite a crowd. They
had never seen a woman as firm and shapely as this girl! The
enthusiastic reaction of the men somehow made Kara feel even sexier.
She turned to see that the first biker was staring back at her, lust
filling his face, as his girlfriend had only dark fire in her eyes.
Pete looked across the stage as he saw Kara encouraging that huge biker
to take her top off before tossing it into the crowd! The resulting
catcalls and whistles embarrassed him. What the hell was his date doing
stripping up on the stage! His embarrassment became anger as he
started to move across the stage to try and retrieve her before she
made a complete fool of herself. Before he could get there, she and the
other woman were suddenly surrounded by about 20 or 30 cheering, and
leering, bikers. The two women were contained in a circle of the men
as the two of them danced even more frenetically. Pete tried to push
his way in, but was suddenly flung backwards by one of the bikers who
followed the blow with a truly evil and threatening look. Pete lay on
his side along the edge of the dance floor as he wondered if he really
should try that again.
Kara certainly shouldn?t need his protection, hell, she was Supergirl,
although nobody here knew that but him. But he still didn?t understand
what she was doing. He realized that she had looked like she was
completely wasted on some kind of drugs when she went up on the stage
and her behavior now confirmed that. He was surprised as he hadn?t
expected that drugs would affect her, assuming she took them in the
first place.
Meanwhile, Kara quickly figured out that this was some kind of
competition, she and this other woman. She used all her enhanced
abilities to move even faster and more athletically. She tried to fly
a couple of times, but for some reason, she couldn?t really get off the
ground. She ignored that problem as she continued to feel better and
looser the more she danced, especially now that she was seeing how
strongly these guys were reacting to her. She grabbed a couple of
additional drinks from their hands as she quaffed them down.
She began to really enjoy the way their eyes moved and followed her
breasts as she danced close to them. She had never let herself loose
like this before and was surprised at how good it made her feel. She
didn?t even need her super vision, it didn?t seem to be working anyway,
to see the reaction she was causing in these guys. She felt her scalp
tingling as she suddenly realized that she was giving off a lot of
pheromones, probably enough to fill the room. She danced closer and
closer to the men as she flung her silky hair against them as they
breathed in her pheromones, and then breathed them back out. The
exhaled pheromones began to affect Kara strongly as she felt her libido
rising like she had never felt it before.
She stroked her hands up across her breasts as she caressed her hard
nipples while she bent backward, her head nearly to the floor, as her
large firm breasts pointed up toward the ceiling, her legs spread
apart. Her hands swept over the expanse of her firm breasts as she
enjoyed the tingling sensation they produced. She began to imagine what
her normally invulnerable nipples would feel like if she rubbed them
against the hard leather and metal studs of the men?s clothing. She had
just put her arms out and was dancing toward the man wearing the
wildest jacket when she felt her hair jerked strongly from behind.
Kara?s legs flew up into the air as she was suddenly slammed down onto
her back in the middle of the dance floor. She saw bright spots in
front of her eyes for a moment before the other blond suddenly
straddled her and delivered a strong slap to her face. Kara smiled as
she saw the woman wince as her hand struck her invulnerable skin, yet,
surprisingly, she also felt a slight stinging sensation herself. The
woman slapped her again with the same result. Kara looked up to see
the murderous anger in the woman?s face as this was clearly not a game
to her. She reached down to grab Kara?s tits in her hands as she
gripped and twisted them with all her strength; she was a very strong
woman.
Cory was pissed that this girl was exciting all the Jackals this way.
She had ridden with them for two years and no woman was going to steal
her thunder or her place in the gang, least of all a young girl like
this. She had been wrestling professionally for the last few years and
had even gotten good enough at it to hold her own with some of the
guys. She worked out a lot and was nearly as strong as some of the
bikers, and they were all strong men. The last thing she was going to
put up with was some skinny 17 year old bitch with big tits coming in
and messing things up for her.
She had been shocked as her slaps had stung her hands yet had not
seemed to have really hurt the girl at all. She figured she must be so
stoked that she didn?t feel anything, although the painful sting in her
hand made it clear that she had really hit her hard. She reached down
to dig her strong fingers and long nails into the girls large tits as
she was determined to draw blood. Let the bitch dance with her tits
half torn off, she thought with an evil grin.
The calls of ?catfight? had brought the rest of the bikers to the stage
as Pete found himself increasingly pushed into the background. Part of
him was pissed. Whatever Kara was doing, it had nothing to do with him
and he had been her date. On the other hand, he was vaguely worried
about her, even though he had no idea how anyone could make her do
anything she didn?t want to do. Not with her muscles! This thought
made him even angrier as he realized that whatever she was doing, it
was probably deliberate. However, the look in her eyes as she had led
him to the dance floor the last time worried him. She really had
looked like she was stoned out of her mind and half drunk to boot!
She heard her melodious voice crying "yes, Yes, YES" followed by a new
chorus of whistles as he knew something was going on with her, but he
had no way to get back on the stage.
Kara cried out in pleasure as the woman gripped her breasts with her
strong fingers. The woman squeezed her fingers so hard it almost hurt,
but this was overwhelmed by the pleasure of having someone touching her
like this, while her nipples were tingling so strongly. She saw the
woman?s strong muscles flexing as Kara reached up to take the other
woman?s breasts in her hands. She squeezed her firmly, as firmly as
the woman was holding her, as she heard her gasp and cry out. The
woman?s breasts felt wonderfully soft and sensual in her hands as she
massaged her fingers into them and across her nipples. She gradually
worked her arms upward to reach behind the woman as she tried to pull
her down to herself.
Cory was surprised as the girl started massaging her tits. It was kind
of pleasant for a moment before her grip grew strong enough to hurt a
bit. She was really shocked when she saw the girl?s lips pouting as
she reached behind her to pull her closer. Cory resisted with her
powerful arms and shoulders, but was quickly overpowered by the girl?s
strength! Her locked arms were trembling with exertion as she saw the
girl?s arms flexing amazingly large, her muscles even larger than her
own!
Kara was surprised at how much strength she was having to exert until
she remembered the gold chain around her waist. This was really neat,
she thought, being able to use nearly her full strength this way
against another Terran. She finally overcame the powerful woman as her
arms collapsed drawing their chests tightly together. Kara met her
lips with her own as she began passionately kissing the woman while
rolling her over on her back.
Cory felt the girl?s deep kisses as she kicked upward with her strong
legs to throw her off. She struggled out of her strong embrace as she
staggered back to her feet, wiping off her mouth. "You god damn
lessie," she spat out. "Fuck you?" With that, she spun around to
deliver a power back kick with her high-heeled boots to Kara?s stomach.
Kara had just gotten back to her feet when the kick doubled her over.
She didn?t fall down as Cory had expected, but she could hear her
gasping, trying to get her breath back for a few seconds. She finally
straightened up, abdominal muscles rippling dramatically. The next
kick hit solid muscle as the girl remained standing, although she had
to step back a foot or so to keep her balance.
The men on either side of Kara grabbed her arms as they tried to hold
her still. They were amazed when the slim girl threw them forward
halfway across the dance floor to land in a heap. Three more men
grabbed each arm as Kara struggled to get free. This time she could
not. Several more men interlocked their legs with hers as she suddenly
found, for the first time since she had gained her super powers, that
her muscles were overpowered by some Terrans!
Cory reached into her back pocket to take out her razor knife. She
flashed it in front of the girl, expecting to see fear but finding
none, as she walked closer. A man?s arms suddenly covered Kara?s head
as it was pulled backward and held in place.
"I?m going to mess you up, girl. Nobody embarrasses me like that in
front of my man! Feel this bitch." With that, she swiped the blade
across Kara?s chest. The sharp pain shocked Kara as it felt like she
had just been torn open. She surged forward to pull her head free so
that she could look down. There was not a mark on her.
The woman was surprised that the knife hadn?t cut the girl. She walked
up, the girl struggling to get free while the men holding her seemed to
be working awfully hard to hold on to her, as she touched the knife to
the girl?s left tit. She slowly drew it across the soft flesh to her
nipple as she decided to take a souvenir for her man.
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