SuperBecca (better known as Supergirl) awoke to another glorious morning! It had been a quiet few weeks since Becca's last adventure and she had taken the time to fully recover from the rigors of past challenges and to push her super powers to never before achieved heights. Even lying quietly in bed, Becca could feel her body surging with energy; her muscles yearning to swing into action. Becca had never felt as powerful as she had during the past few days. All of her super powers were at their peak and she had demonstrated, at least to herself, that he was indeed stronger than ever. It was a fabulous, and frankly quite sensuous feeling that Becca just couldn't get enough of!
As SuperBecca arose, she immediately threw herself into her exercise routine to continue building her superbody. She stretched her tights over her long, powerful legs. A sports bra hugged her magnificent chest; her Supergirl "S" logo embroidered over one superb breast. Red slouchy socks echoed the look of her trademark red boots as they extended into pristine white high-heel wedge platform sneakers. The latter were a bit out of the ordinary for a real workout but they were a bit funky and Becca liked them! The workout pushed Becca to her limits and perhaps a bit beyond. She tired as the exercise routine progressed but she kept up the pace as music pulsed in the background. "Powergirl would have a heart attack trying to keep up with this workout!" Becca thought, contemplating her sometimes ally. "My superpowers have never felt so intense!" By the time Becca finished her workout, she was drenched in sweat. Had the floor not been reinforced with materials of Kryptonian origin, it would have been reduced to rubble by the intensity of Becca's exercise. Becca's muscles throbbed with fatigue. She was weakened by the exertion but the feeling was wonderful -- far different that the weakness that came from defeat in battle -- and her superpowers recovered far more quickly. By the time Becca had dried herself from showering, she was nearly back to full strength.
After drying from her shower, SuperBecca changed into the familiar blue, yellow and red costume. As she stretched the indestructible fabric into place Becca thought, "many more muscles and I'm going to need a bigger costume!" Indeed, SuperBecca's muscles were fabulous though they did not detract one little bit from her striking femininity.
Soon SuperBecca was airborne...scouting the sprawling city for something that would require her superhuman presence. Becca felt (and it goes without saying, looked) fabulous! The city appeared quiet .... again ... Becca was feeling a bit disappointed. "What good is it to have these awesome powers," she thought, "when there's nothing to do with 'em!" Becca's disappointment was short-lived. Suddenly an object flashed past Becca. The object was moving far too fast for mortal vision but Becca's supervision could tell it was a steel girder which was moving at unbelievable speed and had missed the superheroine by only inches .. not that it would have harmed the invincible SuperBecca ... but it was annoying and SuperBecca was not someone who you wanted to annoy!
SuperBecca's speed had carried her far beyond the site of the incident in the milliseconds that it took her superbrain to analyze the inputs from her heightened senses. Becca put all of her flight power into a tight turn pulling G-forces that would have twisted the girder that had flown past her into a knot. These forces were nothing to Superbecca and she pushed her super speed even faster, surging back towards the point from which the girder had come.
As she flew, Becca used her super vision to scan the ground. She immediately spotted what had to be the source of the projectile. A formidable looking woman wearing what was unmistakably a superheroine costume stood in a pretty good copy of Becca's own Power Stance with her eyes firmly locked on the rapidly approaching SuperBecca.
Feeling the strange woman's piercing glare, Becca instantly went to full power and her awesome energies surged through her body. Picking up even more speed, SuperBecca calculated the needed trajectory and landed -- standing with the toes of her red boots just barely touching the toes of the strange woman's own white, high-heeled, thigh-high boots . Assuming her Power Stance, Becca assessed what she knew had to be an opponent. "Something about her," thought Becca, "she's dangerous. I can feel her power from here!"
Even without the high heels of her boots the woman was taller than SuperBecca and was even more muscular. Had Becca not had extreme confidence in her own superpowers she might have been afraid. Not many women looked like they could defeat Supergirl... but this one looked like she just might have that ability. But Becca was Supergirl and unless they resorted to Kryptonite -- and Becca sensed none of the deadly green stuff here -- Becca could defeat any foe. Or so she thought!
For seconds that seemed to pass far more slowly there was silence between the two women. Becca was getting ticked off, fast. This woman had tried to per her with an I-beam and then just stood there, staring at her. Had Becca's body not been superhard, the woman's stare could have drilled holes right through her! SuperBecca had had enough! With her powerful left leg she took a step forward, her foot extending past the other woman's and her calf muscle pushed tightly up against the woman's own lower calf. Becca leaned into the stranger, pressing her body against the other's.
For a moment, the stranger retracted; arching her back as she moved away from SuperBecca's advance. But the retreat was short lived as the strange woman quickly pushed back against Becca. The two women's magnificent breasts pushed against one another -- neither yielding. Their rock hard abdomens did the same. SuperBecca had never felt another body that was so firm, so hard or so charged with superpower in her life. For a moment something resembling fear did indeed shoot through her nervous system. But Becca was able to suppress this alien feeling and push even harder against the strange woman who continued in her silence. "She has to be feeling the same thing," thought Becca, "my superbody's gotta feel pretty awesome too. If I keep this up, she'll realize what she's up against! But in case she doesn't, it's only fair to warn her!"
Becca's little speech to herself had bolstered her superego and made her more confident than she had been just seconds before. In her most forceful voice, Becca broke the silence. "I don't know who you think you are," she said calmly, "and I must admit you're pretty impressive but perhaps you need to know who you're dealing with. I'm Superg......"
Becca never got the last word out as before she could say "Supergirl," the other woman's mighty arm lashed out at super speed and landed a juggernaut blow against Becca's jaw that not only silenced and stunned SuperBecca but lifted her off of her feet and sent her sailing backwards through the air where she landed hard on her back. SuperBecca didn't know what had hit her and before she could react, the stranger had grasped her by her cape and snatched Becca off the ground. Becca was still reeling from the impact of the mighty blow as she dangled helplessly from the woman's mighty arm; her legs and feet hanging limply in lieu of receiving instructions to act from Becca's dazed brain, her toes inches from the ground.
Even the power of her opponent's devastating first punch couldn't keep SuperBecca stunned for long. She knew that she had to start performing like the supergirl she truly was. Summoning her awesome powers, Becca lashed out at her opponent with a series of punches that would have destroyed anyone less powerful than Becca herself. The fury of Becca's attack forced the stranger to release her grasp on Becca's cape. Becca landed on her feet and kept up the offensive as her foe stumbled backwards under Becca's onslaught. "This is more like it," thought Becca, regaining her confidence with every blow. "You got lucky and caught me off guard! Now you'll find out what it means to mess around with Supergirl!"
Becca had forced the stranger back several yards as she poured it on, sending punch after punch against the other woman's body. Becca knew that she wouldn't want to be on the receiving end of this punishment! Just as Becca landed a solid punch to her enemy's abdomen, the other woman appeared to stumble upon the high heels of her boots and fell backwards. Landing hard, she seemed to collapse. A merciful SuperBecca paused in her attack to examine her fallen foe. That would turn out to be a potentially fatal error in judgement!
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