This choice: Elastigirl felt a naughty tingle, and ached to frigg herself off... • Go Back...Chapter #5Elastigirl felt a naughty tingle, and ached to ... by: Mr. George   Seeing the defeated Minx lying oblivious in front of her, unconscious and vulnerable. Helen felt the rage rise, this triumph was personal. The Minx had come after HER man, tried to destroy HER family, she'd bear a personal badge of shame, even if only she knew it.
The adrenalin rush of capture meant she was already excited. Slipping her agile fingers between, her lush thighs, Elastigirl frigged herself off through the super-suit.
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Elastigirl's delight.
Smearing her juices across the Minx's face, as a moustache, and slicking her lips with the remaining juices. The Minx would wake, would know that flavour. It'd stay with her, the rest of her life.
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Looking down on her in contempt, and triumph her victory was complete now. Standing up, she belatedly spotted the red laser dot on her uniform. The window cracked a moment later, and growling in frustration at her distraction, she plucked the dart from her skin. The contents already swimming through her bloodstream. There was a weakness, and lethargy to her muscles. However, she still felt as sharp as ever. Glancing backwards, she tried to spot the sniper.
He was well within reach on the neighbouring roof. Punching out the rest of the window, she tried to extend herself to stretch across the street and pull herself to stand beside the sniper.
However, nothing happened, her body refused to obey. Glowering in frustration, she tried to extend even an arm, to punch him unconscious from here. Again that same nothing happened, and kept on happening. She was no longer Elastigirl, the dart having destroyed her super power. She was just a woman, just Helen Parr, in a clingy red unitard.
A gasp spilled from her lips, as she remembered how exaggerated her figure was at the moment, at how provocative she'd transformed herself. She had an ass a horse would find attractive, and a bust that could feed an orphanage. A shudder ran down her spine, this was going to make life... difficult.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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