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Jasmine, the middle eastern girl Daniel and her...
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Jasmine trudged along worrying to herself when she saw her tormentor from school, Daniel, throw something shiny out onto the pavement infront of her, as she stood over it she was surprised to see it was a plain ring.
Jasmine hated Daniel and her friends for the way they constantly picked on her, how was it her fault she wasn't as attractive, as confident or as socially skilled as them.. even worse how was it her fault that she was from Iran and that her parents were hardline islamists? Its not like she was.. she hated how her father oppressed her and her mother..
So seeing the ring on the floor, she thought she'd have something for herself, if Daniel didnt want it.. she might as well have it and make use of it. When she picked it up however, she immediately felt stronger and a lot more confident, as if nothing could hurt her, which seemed strange to her as she'd spent the last 10 years in fear and sadness.
Slipping it onto her middle finger she was surprised that it was a perfect fit, especially considering Daniels hands were larger than hers.. but thought nothing of it as she started to cross the street. Her mind wandered to thoughts of the movie she'd just watched at the old cinema round the corner, Superman 2, and how amazing it would be to have those powers and how she'd be able to use them to get back at all those who put her down.
This daydreaming was broken in an instant as a truck slammed into her at 60 miles per hour. But instead of carrying on, the ground shook as steel bend and contorted all around her until she was completely obscured from view.
To Jasmine it seemed in slow motion, the metal crumpling and folding around her and yet when she was surrounded and in darkness, her eyes could still see all the faintest details. The initial panic over she calmed down as she looked down at the ring.. her mind drifted back to superpowers..
''Oh... what.. but... oh this is too good to be true.. did the ring give me this?.. how to test.. I know.. ring give me one black latex catsuit.. the ultimate symbol of female power.. complete with boots and gloves please..'' Instantly her body was covered in a form fitting catsuit.. which did not look all that attractive on her slightly overweight body.. but the concept had been proven.. and Jasmine couldnt help but laugh as she tried to decide what to do next..
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