“Fuck him up Jay” seethed the fat guy wearing the red cap. Stu cheered on his friend Jay was about to land another punch onto the face of some kid they’d pass on the street.
He and Brad were laughing at the kid. His nose was bust and blood spewed all over his. He was whimpering, pleading with Jay to stop.
Brad was the third guy. He was the one that blindsided the kid from behind with his flashlight.
“Hey I don’t think you guys are playing fair” came a young female voice from inside the alleyway.
All three bullies looked around and their jaws dropped.
A blonde girl, perhaps in her late teens was walking slowly and confidently towards them. This was odd in itself, considering what was happening. But even more odd was that the girl was breathtakingly stunning and wearing a replica of the Supergirl costume.
Jay released the kid from his grip.
“What the fuck have we got here” he laughed, looking over at his buddies. “Super-fucking-Girl is back out of retirement and cleaning up the town, huh boys?”
Jay’s boys were acting like they’d never seen a girl before. Well, at least a not a girl looking like this.
The teenager strode confidently into the middle of the three burly men as they formed a loose circle around her.
Earlier in the evening when she was standing in front of the mirror in her Supergirl costume she felt confident. She felt like she was going to take on the world.
But outside in the alley, surrounded by three big older men, she felt a twinge of nerves.
But she couldn’t show it.
“Actually, the old Supergirl retired. I’m the new Supergirl”
“You hear that? The new Supergirl!” howled Jay, looking to his buddies for a laugh. The two other men reciprocated.
“It’s my first night. Like, out here. In my costume.”
And what a costume. All three men couldn’t decide what to take in first. Their eyes darted up and down taking in the sexy red boots which clung perfectly to her toned calves, which led upwards to her long shapely toned thighs, topped with a very short skirt which seemed to barely overlap what the guys could only imagine would be a tight ass.
From the skirt upwards the costume seemed to cling to her body like a shiny blue second skin accentuating her incredible toned body. They could make out the rippling of rock-hard feminine abdominals through the tight costume as she breathed slowly. The girl obviously worked out.
But as their eyes tried desperately to absorb this visual feast, the three of them couldn’t help but stare at the girls phenomenal breasts.
Sitting proudly on her chest were the most incredible, firm tits the men had ever seen. They were mesmerising – straight out the minds of a million men’s fantasies and placed onto the chest of this teenage girl.
They weren’t massive, probably a good DD cup. But they had a great shape, and they probably seemed bigger because her costume clung to them like a second skin, and her waist was so tiny. They were beyond perfection.
The familiar yellow ‘S’ stretched over her magnificent bust, only punctuated by the slight protracting of the girl”s nipples.
Back at the apartment Jodie felt a little conscious when she stepped out into the cold air. But seeing the men fixated by them now, she felt empowered
Jay was the first to approach the girl.
“Well well well, look at what we got here” he said as he slowly circled her, taking in every little detail he could.
He stopped just inches in front of her.
Although attention was quite rightly directed to incredible body, Jay was struck by just how beautiful the girl was. She mustn’t have been much older than eighteen or nineteen, and she was a real cutie. He took in everything about her: the silky blonde hair that fell just below her shoulders, piercing blue eyes, and stunning tanned skin.
Jodie looked at the man now in front of her. She didn’t need to be Supergirl to know that he’d been drinking. The way that he and the other men were looking at her made her feel queasy.
She knew she’d have to get used to it. Even as a woman, seeing Supergirl on TV brought about feelings of lust sHe’d not experienced before. She was never sure whether it was the costume, her incredible power, or just because of that incredible body. Either way, the guys standing in front of her now were giddy with lust or whatever.
“See, I met with the real Supergirl a while back” smiled Jay as he took a small step towards Jodie. “And darlin”, however good this here costume looks on you, Supergirl you ain’t”.
Jodie smiled. He, like the rest of the world had no idea what happened eight days ago.
“So I know you be thinking you’re all brave doing some vigilante shit out here trying to save the kid over there, but you’re in a lot of trouble baby”.
Jay lifted his hand from his side and lightly placed it against the young girl’s hip, sliding it gently upwards savouring the smoothness of the material that clung to her tight torso.
This was going to be the best night of his life. He’d already made up his mind. He’d do twenty years back in jail to fuck this girl.
Jay’s eyes darted from looking at where his hand was heading, back to Supergirl”s eyes that were looking straight back at him. His cock had already stiffened at the prospect of getting his hands on her big titties, but as his palm just touched the underside of her boob, the girl placed a petite hand over his, and peeled it away from her body.
“We’ve only just met and you’re already trying it on?” smiled the teenager.
Jay grunted as he attempted to pull his hand from her grip but found he couldn’t. He looked at her slender hand that gripped his hand like a vice.
“Call me old fashioned” smiled Jodie “but I prefer to get to know a guy before we get to second base”.
Jodie then began to slowly increase the pressure on her grip over Jay’s hand. She didn’t want to completely mangle it. Jay struggled at first, wriggling around trying to pull his hand out from the girl’s grip. But he couldn’t, and he looked up at her fearfully.
Jay screamed as he felt the first pop of a bone breaking. He screamed for her to stop but she didn’t. Another pop was followed by two more and Jay fell to his knees begging her to stop.
So far his friends hadn’t reacted, but it wasn’t long until Stu lunged at her with a punch.
For Jodie, everything suddenly slowed down. For a moment, it was like life was running at 20% speed.
She saw in her periphery the man in the cap coming towards her with a fist. Supergirl took her eyes off the fat middle-aged man at her feet and thrust her hand out to Stu’s neck.
In a flash, Stu went from being inches from connecting with her face, to having the teenager’s hand around his throat.
Brad was the only one who’d witnessed first-hand the incredible speed of this girl. Both his friends were incapacitated by her.
Jodie looked down at Jay and gave him an extra little squeeze for good measure that snapped another three small bones in his hand, before she let go.
Jay turned away to nurse his broken hand which was already starting to bruise, and Jodie turned her attention to Stu who was scrabbling to remove her hand from his neck.
“What was it you said earlier, about me not being Supergirl?” said Jodie, directing her question at Jay on the floor.
From the ground Jay looked at the girl who’d just pulverised his hand. She had her hand around Stu’s throat. Even given the situation, Jay took a peek at the back of her incredible legs.
“I asked you a question” demanded the girl who was now looking down at him.
“Listen little lady, I didn’t mean no harm” protested Jay as he tried to move back from her.
Jodie smiled. It was the first time she had the pleasure of seeing a man truly scared of her. She loved it.
“If I wasn’t Supergirl” said Jodie looking back at Stu, “then how would you explain this”.
Jodie adjusted her hand to grip Stu around the underside of his chin. She then did what she’d seen Supergirl do on a news channel years earlier. She slowly lifted the man into the air with just a single hand.
Jay watched as her arm extended upwards and Stu’s feet slowly leave the dirty gravel.
Stu’s natural reaction was to place his hands around her wrist, even only to ease the pressure on his neck. But his chances of forcing her to let him go were zilch.
Jodie looked up at the man who was now dangling from her petite right hand and flashed him a cute smile. She wanted him to feel the full spectrum of confusion that she’d read about when men had come up against Supergirl.
On one hand this gorgeous, sexy young woman with the most incredible face and body that men and women lusted over. But on the other a girl with incredible strength and invulnerability, and she wasn’t afraid of using it.
Jay tried to scrabble away further. He’d met Supergirl about a year ago, and this girl was different. Was there two of them? Or maybe more?
Stu looked down at the girl. Even though he was struggling to breath, he couldn’t help but admire her from up here.
Jodie noticed a large pile of plastic bin bags full with garbage stacked against the wall, just like on the movies. She smiled.
As she started to bend her arm, Stu tried his hardest to say sorry and that it wouldn”t happen again. Supergirl smiled. She wished Stu a happy landing as she effortlessly drew back her arm and slung him across the yard. His flailing body landed over thirty feet away in the middle of the refuse bags and he disappeared amongst all the rotting vegetables and meat.
Jodie smiled and giggled as she marvelled at what she’d just done.
Behind her she heard the flick of a metal blade.
The Maid of Might turned around confidently and looked at Brad.
“Don’t do it Brad” shouted Jay.
Jodie looked down at the man confidently and laughed. She knew that a little knife had no chance of harming Supergirl. But, she hadn’t actually put that to the test yet.
Any other girl wouldn’t have stood a chance against Brad. Not many men would have. He was big, and he was a fighter.
But Jodie wasn’t just any other girl. She was Supergirl. And if he had any sense at all, Brad would be running off down the alley after seeing her throw Stu across the yard.
Brad wasn’t like other guys though. And although his hand shook with a mix of fear and adrenaline, he took a cautious step towards her.
Jodie was going to have a little fun.
She folded her arms across her chest and squeezed her boobs together slightly. Brad was monetarily distracted. She smiled. She revelled in her sexuality and her incredible body.
“Do you really think you can hurt me with that little thing?” asked the Supergirl.
Brad looked down at the blade and back at Supergirl. She raised an eyebrow.
“I”m warning you. Stand back”.
“Stand back where” she smiled mockingly looking around her.
Brad didn’t know what to do next.
“Put it this way big guy, I’m taking all three of you to the cops. The only way out is to get past me.”
She WANTED him to test her.
Brad looked at the knife and looked over at Jay who was shaking his head. His hands were shaking and he couldn’t hold the knife steady out in front of him.
In a split second Brad lunged forward onto his left foot and using all the strength he could muster plunged his right hand holding the blade into the teenagers stomach.
Of course Jodie saw this in slow motion, and whilst she could have easily dodged the blade, she didn’t. She knew this man and this blade stood no chance against her new invulnerable body.
And she was right.
The tip of the blade snapped off under the enormous pressure that Brad had the metal into her stomach. Unfortunately for Brad, when he opened his eyes he was down on one knee, his arm thrust into the girls midriff, and there was clearly no damage to her.
Arms still folded Jodie looked down at Brad over her heaving boobs and smiled as they eyes met.
In an instant the girl grabbed Brad’s hand and with her other hand took the blade.
The big man dare not move as the girl held the knife up vertically and with just her thumb, she bent the blade in two.
Jodie dropped the mangled knife on the floor nonchalantly.
“Please Miss, I didn’t know you were… y’know, Supergirl and all that.”
Jodie looked down at him incredulously.
“You heard me crush your friends hand, before I then lifted your other friend up into the air and throw him across the alley.”
Brad couldn’t help but stare at her wonderfully tanned, toned legs which were now just inches from his face. He had always been a sucker for knee high boots.
“Should have listened to your friend Brad” giggled the girl looking over to Jay who she now noticed was further away.
“You’ll be charged with attempted murder now you know.”
Whilst Supergirl was momentarily distracted, Brad pulled out a second, smaller knife out of its sheath.
“Fuck YOU” he screamed as he plunged it into the girl’s leg.
Like before, it was like stabbing a wall of rock. Jodie looked down at him and the small on the floor.
“Fuck me?” said Jodie raising her voice in anger.
Without really thinking, Supergirl pulled back one of her long, slender legs and kicked Brad in the side of his abdomen. The strength of the teenagers kick sent the man flying about a foot into the air for over twenty feet before his body hit a wooden fence.
Jodie immediately felt a twinge of guilt as his body remained motionless. Was he dead? Being kicked that hard could certainly kill a man.
She walked slowly across to his body which was now slightly contorted against the fence. She could hear a very feint heart beat inside his chest. He’d be okay.
Meanwhile Jay was taking advantage of of the commotion and ran for the exit. He looked over his shoulder to see the girl studying Brad’s body and took a few more strides before checking again. She wasn’t there any more.
He was just feet from the main road when in a flash it was like he’d run into a solid brick wall.
Jodie stood over him hands on her hips.
“Please, Supergirl, I beg you please.”
Jodie enjoyed him, this grown man 20 years older than him, begging for her mercy.
“Get up” the girl ordered.
Jay got to his feet quickly, but refused to look her in the eye.
“Look at me” Jodie said gently. Jay did as he was told.
“I want you to take a good look at me and take in every bit of my body and face”.
“Is this a joke?” protested Jay. Was it a trick?
“Its not a joke. When you get picked up by the police you are going to describe in perfect detail what I look like. You are also going to tell them what I did to you and your two friends. Understood?”
Supergirl took a step back to allow Jay get a better look at her.
Jay felt a little uneasy looking at her. Studying her. But after a couple of seconds he eased into it. He leered at the gorgeous long legs, tiny small waist and the definition of her arms under that skin-tight costume.
“Take particular note of my chest” smiled Supergirl.
Jay looked up and Jodie raised her eyebrows guiding him down to her chest. One of her fingers slowly traced the “S” shield across her chest. Jay was completely mesmerised.
“Times up” she snapped.
“Now, lets make sure you don’t get away” Supergirl said as she grabbed the back of his jacket.
Supergirl pulled the man back into the side of the alley and threw him up against one of the big iron gates.
She placed one of her pretty, slender hands on one of the metal gate bars and ripped one end slowly from the frame. She pushed Jay into place and then using her incredible strength wrapped the thick metal bar around his torso, preventing him from escaping anywhere.
Jodie patted the man on his shoulder. “There. You won’t be leaving here in a hurry. I’ll be calling the police now”.
The Kid watched the slender teenage girl finish up with the fat man and she turned and started walking towards him.
“Hey?” she said approaching him. He struggled to look at her because the truth was, he didn’t know where to look. She was achingly beautiful.
“Are you okay?” she asked the kid.
Jodie guessed that he was probably around the same age as her.
“Y… yeah, I”m fine, thanks. You, er… well.. thanks for helping me out”.
Jodie giggled and looked at the carnage behind her. Two were unconscious and one had a thick metal bar wrapped around his torso.
“Its my first day. Out here as Supergirl”.
“I heard you say. You did a pretty good job”
Both teenagers laughed.
“Are you okay going back home?” she asked.
“Oh.. yeah, thanks. I was just round the burger place and took a short cut through here. I live just up the road”
Supergirl smiled. It was clear she was making him a little uncomfortable. But she kind of liked it.
Jodie was about to ask the kid to make the call to the police and then she’d disappear.
But she liked the attention from this guy. She liked the way he struggled to maintain eye contact. It was cute.
“What”s your name?”
“Well David, you know, maybe you shouldn’t take this shortcut any more.”
The guy laughed.
“Because, you know, maybe next time I won’t be there to save you”.
Jodie loved the words coming out of her mouth. She felt heroic, and she felt like a protector. Not to kittens and girls. But protecting grown men. Men that were weaker than she was.
David felt like he was about to explode.
Jodie felt compelled to kiss him. She was feeling overwhelmed, and right now she wanted to kiss this boy, and so she would.
Supergirl leaned into the kid with her eyes closed and kissed him lightly on the lips.
This took David by surprise and for a second he didn’t respond.
Jodie pulled back.
“Oh, I”m sorry” she said a little coy fearing that he’d reject her. “Girlfriend?”
“No, no.. I just, well, I wasn’t expecting that”
Supergirl smiled and took a step forward and kissed him again.
After a couple of seconds Jodie pulled away a little.
“I was telling that guy back there that I preferred to get to know a guy before I let him get to second base”
Jodie slowly took David’s hand, brought it up to her chest and placed on the underside of her breast. David’s eyes widened as the girl then squeezed his hand, motioning for him to do the same.
He looked down at her fabulous breasts and at his hand that now sank a little into her bosom. Just touching this girl and feeling the shiny, smooth fabric that clung to her body like a second skin would have been enough. But as he squeezed her boob slightly he noticed with enormous satisfaction that Supergirl panted a little.
She held her head back just slightly with her eyes closed as David caressed her boobs. The feeling was so unbelievably good, so satisfying. David had already placed his other hand on the side of her torso and it was making its way down her hip and onto her thigh.
“Good boy” she whispered.
His hand travelled south, over her tiny skirt and onto her bare thigh which felt as soft as satin.
Still kissing, he pulled her leg up and ran his hand back long her leg to the underside of her skirt, gently groping her butt cheek.
Jodie stood on one leg enjoying intense sensations she’d never expected just simply from fooling around with clothes on. Her eyes closed she experienced a feeling like she’d never had before. Her skin was so sensitive, her mind so filthy, and she felt so wet.
Across towards the entrance to the yard two men in uniform entered.
“Whats going on here then?” shouted the taller one.
Jodie snapped out of her arousal and looked over to the two cops.
“Shit” she muttered under her breath.
She pulled away from David and studied the two uniformed men. Both men were looking at the two unconscious men in the garbage and at Jay wrapped in iron bars.
“This isn”t the right time” she said to herself. She didn’t want to be talking to the cops now.
“Sorry David, but I”m going to have to shoot.”
David looked crestfallen.
“Sorry. Perhaps a different time and different place.”
David tried to mentally take a snapshot of Supergirl before she left.
Jodie took a couple of paces backwards, looked up into the night sky, bent her legs and propelled herself up into the air with the grace of a ballet dancer.
David, just like in the films took a couple steps to stand exactly where sHe’d taken off and looked up at her trail.
60 feet above into the pitch black sky, Jodie stood on the ledge looking down on the alley. Just because she hadn’t figured out this flying lark didn’t mean she couldn’t suggest that she could.
The two officers were standing by Jay listening to his protests whilst both trying to bend the iron bar to free him. She smiled at their feeble efforts.
David was now walking towards them.
Supergirl turned and began walking across the rooftop. That brief few seconds with this boy she’d never met was intense. Such intense feelings and emotions for a guy that she didn’t even find all that attractive.
Perhaps she enjoyed the feeling of power over him. Not just the strength and stuff – although that did play a large role – but the sheer sexual power she had over him and the other men. They all wanted her so badly. She knew they all just wanted to touch her, to touch her flesh, to run the hands up her skirt or across her chest. And she liked it.
She really liked it.