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Chapter 4
The vast emptiness of space laid dark except for the many stars that glittered in silence. Super man peered into the darkness, his face lit up by the earth far below. His super sight saw no trace of Doomsday but he knew that the monster could show up at any moment. The fluttering of fabric caught the attention of his super hearing. Super girl appeared before him, draped in a red cape.
"Hey! Hey!" She said. "I gotta show you something! Look!"
"I told you to stay out of my way." He gave her a cold stare. "What are you doing out?"
"Well you know, things have changed." She dropped the cloak. "I can help you now."
Super girls pumped up body burst out, every muscle on her body was huge and hard. A small bikini was the only thing that covered her most private parts. Quads and thighs  packed her legs with muscles so thick that her already thin waist looked even more inviting. Super man stared at her. She smiled her wonderful smile and let her arms erupt into two bulging mountains of pure muscular power. Her biceps were easily four times bigger than his! Thick veins appeared between the smooth skin and the solid muscle.
"You have been using the m-machine." Super man eyes twitched. "H-how much? How m-much did you lift?"
"Earth." She pumped her arms. "For reps. One hand. Not bad huh?"
"Are you really that powerful?" He asked and Kara nodded.
She lowered her gaze and dropped the pose. "Do you still think I'm useless?"
"No! I- I was so wrong about you. To think that you would become so strong!" He took her hands. "We will defeat Doomsday together! Super man AND super girl!"
The praise made her melt inside. Oh how she had longed to hear those words. But when their hands met, his soft touch, his fingers, his grip. The truth struck her. Super man was weak compared to her.
"I'm sorry." She let go of his hands. "But I'm going to fight him alone." She should've realized this sooner.
"Are you crazy kara?"
"No, I just..." She sighed. "I have become so much more powerful than you and... you would only get in my way."
Superman's gritted his teeth. "You are over confident."
"I'm not. Can't you see? You could never defeat doomsday. What are going to do? Throw him away again? If you are lucky that is. Let me do it! My new body will have him begging in seconds!"
"You don't know anything girl! You are just-" He fell silent. "Kara do you see that?"
Super girl could see it, the black silhouette against a star. A monster with razor sharp bones shooting out of it's muscle packed body. Doomsday was headed straight for them. They were running out of time.
"Please let me do this alone. Just this once you just have to believe in me."
"No, we do it together."
"He might kill you!"
"He might kill you as well Kara."
"If you don't leave now..."  Tears filled up her eyes. The silhouette was growing bigger. "... then I'll have to beat you unconscious. It's the only way I can keep you safe."
"You're crazy Kara! We don't have time for this! Doomsday is coming and you are going to fight me? "
"No." She dashed and appeared inches from his face. "It won't be much of a fight."
With blinding speed her head slammed into his face. His head snapped back in a spray of blood. Dizzy from the blow he threw a punch at her and she stopped it a with her smaller hand.
"Please give up!" She was crying now. "I hate to see you suffer like this. Let me fight alone and just give up!"
Super man poured all his super strength into another punch strong enough to blow a city up, straight into super girls stomach.
"AAAAAH!"
He drew back his broken fist. Super girl stood there like nothing had happened with her ripped abs flexed.
"Why do you keep trying!? Can't you accept the fact that for once, someone is better than you? Can't you let me have this?" She wrapped an arm around his neck so that her bicep was just beneath his chin.
"Give up." She started flexing he bicep, slowly. Super man struggled to break free but she was immovable, her grip was like steel.
"It's all right, you can give up now." Super girl said in a soft voice as her solid ball of muscle built up pressure against his throat. His head was turning red and saliva ran from his mouth.
"I'm barely fully flexed."
Superman let out a dry sound and tapped her arm.
"What's that? Are you giving up?"
He was now tapping frenetically. Super girl released her grip and something huge and hard crashed into her. Doomsday's bone clad arms locked around her as the earth came closer. Angry flames enveloped them with a bang as they entered the atmosphere. Doomsday roared and the ground made impact with their hard bodies. A thunderclap shook the mountain range followed by a shockwave that ripped through trees and buildings. Doomsday emerged from the crater as falling rocks clattered against his armored skin. The hulking mass of swollen muscle was completely unscathed by the crash.  Super girl stood up and drew a hand through her messy hair and scraps of her bikini fell to the ground. Her body was a marvel of muscular beauty. Every inch of her was covered in shiny meaty diamond hard muscle. Her clear blue eyes met his red glowing stare. Another bang shook the ground as a big fist rammed her face. Super girl smiled with Doomsday's hand still pressed against her cheek. The monster roared and slammed his other fist into her head. Then another. And yet another. It didn't matter, Kara just smiled at him with her cute eyes.
"Is that all you got?" She dashed him. He tried to punch her again and she crushed his fist with her small fingers. A light smack with the back of her hand knocked the monster to the ground. A quick kick of her bare foot sent him crashing into the side of the crater. Doomsday got on his feet but was smashed back down by a blonde headbutt.
"You're nothing." She said and grabbed the back of his bony head, lifing him clean of the ground. "You're nothing before my powerful body." Super girl's monstrous pecs rose as she flexed them and then she slammed his head into them.  Doomsday's face crashed into the wall of muscular chest flesh and was yanked back before being slammed back into her pecs. Bang after bang thundered as super girls pecs destroyed his head. Kara let go off him and took a step back. She looked at her pumped body and then back at Doomsday that laid at her feet, struggling to get back up.
"Finish it Kara!" Super man shouted from above.
"I'm glad you made it in time." She felt like giving him a show. Super girl grabbed the struggling Doomsday with one hand and flipped him over so he hang upside down. With her back against super man she grabbed Doomsday's waist with both her arms and forced his head down between her legs with his throat trapped between her thighs. Then she crushed him. Her thighs tensed and bulged. The muscles of her ass hardened into meaty canon balls. Her calves flared out as she pumped her body bigger and bigger. Doomsday was done for. The already huge lats swelled up and made her back twice as broad. Her arms were massive now with biceps bigger than her own torso. Sweat ran from her skin. Her whole body bulged and twitched with muscle as she threw her head back an let out a primal scream. Doomsday's spine cracked with a bang. His beaten body was dropped on the ground and laid unmoving.
"Phew!" Super girl took a deep breath and turned to super man.
He stared at her with his mouth wide agape in disbelief of what he'd just seen. But it was all true, his much weaker cousin had turned into a muscle goddess and defeated Super mans most feared enemy in seconds. Suddenly he wished that his skinsuit wasn't so tight.
"I told you he was no match for me. Now give me your cape."
"The cape?"
"I'm butt naked here cousin." She cocked her head.
Super man flew to her and draped his cape around her. "There you go Kara."
"Thanks." She pulled the fabric around her without meeting his eyes. "I'm sorry for choking you out like that you know."
"No I'm sorry." He sighed "I was stupid, I should've realized that you-" Superman scratched the back of his head and stared at the ground. "-that you are superior to me."
Kara gently put her hand under his chin and looked him in the eyes. "I'm not some stupid kid you know."
"I'm sorry Kara." He said. "Will you forgive me?"
"Don't dwell on it cousin!" She spun into the air. "Let's get going!"
"Wait!" Superman took off and joined her. "Where are we headed?"
"Back to the fortress." Super girl beamed at him. "Or don't you want to see how much stronger I can get before I break the machine?"
"Don't you think it's my turn now?" He said and laughed.
She giggled. "Don't make me choke you again."

[Poddy]

#FMG

Batgirl and Bane
BY Poddy
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One rainy night, Batgirl and Batman stalked the rooftops of Gotham city. The pair patrolled the vast network of grimy alleys - the arteries running to Gotham's dark heart.

"There." Batman murmured, his voice buzzed in Batgirl's ear on the opposing building. Beneath their feet, a trio of men huddled together. They fidgeted and shuffled nervously under the gloomy orange of the street light.

"I can hear footsteps." Batgirl whispered. Her heart began to beat faster. She clenched her fists inside her gloves and tugged her cowl tighter over her head. If Batman was right about tonight, then they were shooting for big game, and she couldn't afford to be the weak link.

"You take the two in the biker jackets." Batman ordered. Batgirl peered down between her slender legs. The two wiry men were considerably less bulky than the third man in the group. Batgirl ran her tongue over her teeth. Even Alfred could take down those two toothpicks, she thought.

"Got it." she mumbled. Footsteps grew louder. They were slow, heavy, with a hard heel. "Here he comes." A pair of red diamonds, 7 feet off the ground, shimmered from the shadows. The gang shuffled nervously, tapping shoulders and clearing their throats. They spun to face the dark crimson shapes, posturing as best they could with straight backs and puffed out chests.

Like a silk sheet, the street light unveiled the curves of two massive, rounded shoulders. Then huge pecs resembling manhole covers, each one inches thick with taut, rippled edges under a straining black singlet. His tanned skin glistened under the rain, while thick drops drummed loudly on his luchador mask. Batgirl gulped. This was her first encounter with Bane.

"On my command." Batman ordered. Bane stepped toe-to-toe with the quivering goons. Silently, he held out gloved, bear-like paw. The biggest gangster placed a briefcase gingerly into Bane's palm. He cracked open the tiny locks and peered inside. Bricks of dollars bills looked up at Bane and the two caped superheroes poised 3 storey's above him.

"Good." Bane's voice rolled like thunder. Closing the case, he reached into his back pocket.

"Get ready..." Batman growled.

Bane held out a clutch of vials, each one filled with emerald liquid that sliced through the Gotham darkness. Batgirl squinted as her eyes adjusted. She held her breath.

"Now!" Batman whooshed down like a subway train. Batgirl threw herself afterwards. She heard the whistling of a baterang. In a split-second it had slashed the hands of the gangsters. The three of them yelped in harmony. The larger one's face turned to the inky sky as Batman's heel slammed into his nose. He buckled and fell at Bane's feet. Bane swung at him with his tree-like arms. Batman ducked and kicked at Bane's knee. He barely budged.

Batgirl swooped down on the two smaller crooks. Already fleeing towards the street, she angled away and speared back into them, clothes-lining their throats. As the impact slammed both onto their backs, Batgirl's feet swung towards the sky. She tucked and rolled into a perfect backflip, splashing down into a puddle. Immediately, she turned to see Batman's reaction. But he was pre-occupied, dodging and furiously hacking at Bane's arms to stop him getting at the dial on his wrist.

"Get the vials!" Batman barked desperately. Batgirl scanned the alley. Two were floating down a rivulet running into a grate to the sewers. She sprung forward before they disappeared, snatching them up with one hand and sliding them into a hoop in her belt.

The sound of splashing footsteps came from behind her. Batgirl turned and saw the goons sprinting away, the remaining vials in hand. She cursed. "Don't let them get away!" Batman snarled. He kicked himself off a nearby dumpster and threw himself into Bane's shoulders. With a deft slice, he cut the tube plugged into the back of Bane's head. Bane roared with snatching hands. Batgirl felt her ribcage shaking. He clasped one hand around Batman's ankle and whipped him against the wall. Batman fell in a heap, panting heavily. Bane turned and lumbered back into the darkness.

Batgirl felt her legs setting like cement. No one could do that to Bruce. What the hell is in that venom?

"Go, Batgirl! What the hell are you waiting for!?" Batman shattered her chain of thought. His voice shoved her into a sprint after the fleeing goons.

Batgirl gained on them quickly. The slowest one was limping, Batgirl tripped him with a baterang. His chin scraped along the slimy concrete. She heard the vial tinkering to the ground. She rolled him over. One more fist against his bloody chin and he passed out. The vial slipped easily from his spidery hands. "One more."

Suddenly, as Batgirl looked up, a wisp of silver flashed an inch from her nose. The final goon swung wildly at her with a kitchen knife. Batgirl leapt back a few metres. She glanced back at the unconscious goon. Beside his head, a tuft of her own auburn hair floating gently to pavement.

The advancing goon ran his tongue across his teeth. "Not so tough without your baby-sitter now, are ya?" he lunged forward. Batgirl slipped under his blade and landed a blow against his ribs. A white-hot sensation scalded her back, like someone unzipping her skin, she hissed in agony. She turned to the goon, he grinned as blood dripped from the tip of his knife. The burning heat quickly turned freezing cold. Batgirl's skin writhed with goosebumps under her suit. "Zsasz has taught me a thing or two." He snarled and attacked again.

She dodged his first swipe and drove her knee into his chest. He wheezed and staggered back. Batgirl predicted his wild swing and grabbed his wrist. She twisted with all her strength. He grimaced, his nostrils yawned open, but his hand stayed around the handle. Batgirl kneed at his elbows, imagining herself snapping a tree branch over her leg. There was a dull crack, but still the goon held his grip.

With a feral growl, he pried his arms out of her grip and threw his sinewy arms around her waist. Batgirl felt her spine bending backwards as he lifted her off the ground. She chopped at his neck but to no avail. Batgirl felt the blood rushing to the top of her head as he slammed her down.

There was sharp crack of skull on cement and spine on glass. Batgirl wheezed loudly. Her limbs were instantly numb and feeble. The goon growled with satisfaction. He released his grip. Dazed, Barbara looked at the snarling face looming over her. She saw his leathery skin scrunch up into a smile.

She could feel the blood pooling against her back. It was warm, almost pleasant. Then suddenly hotter. Hotter than ever. Her heart started stamping fiercely. Her green eyes burst open. An intense, arresting energy started crackling in her torso. Her breathing quickened, her lower jaw trembled open. She tasted the raindrops on her tongue. Her hips jerked gently.

The warmth spread into her shoulders and down her thighs. It felt like her muscles were all coiling up tighter and harder. A carnal shudder rippled through her whole body, Batgirl let out a ragged groan as the tightness filled her whole body. Her skin taut and aching. 'What's happening, why do I feel so...' she whimpered submissively. She clenched her fists as her slender muscles began to spasm and clench.

"Say goodnight, sweetheart." the goon croaked. He raised the blade above his head.

Suddenly, a choking explosion of energy burst inside her. Batgirl crunched forward with savage speed, goring the man in the chest and driving him back to the floor. She felt her pulse stamping in temples. She'd never felt such ballistic energy, such strength. All she could hear was her shuddering breaths and her own manic pulse. She rose to her feet and let the man stagger to his. A possessed, erratic grin flickered on and off of her lips as the hot sensation in her body started pounding even harder, pumping liquid pleasure through her veins.

Batgirl straightened her aching back. Her costume felt tight across her chest. She clenched her fists and cooed at the endless power of her grip. The goon came back at her. She blocked his strike with ease and shoved him away like a child. Batgirl stepped back further into the alley. The man lunged. On cue, Batgirl kicked off the wall with pneumatic power. Remembering Batman's trick, she wrapped her thighs around his neck and perched on his shoulders with his nose nuzzled against her crotch. She flexed her legs as hard as she could.

She caught his arm as he tried to slash blindly. She bent his wrist back like a plastic straw. He suddenly seemed so weak. His grip loosened. Batgirl snatched the knife away with her free hand. It flew far and high and out of sight. The incredible pleasure rose higher still. She gasped, her jaw clenched, locking the feral grin on her face. Her suit creaked loudly.

She looked over at the other goon unconscious on the ground. Lying beside his body, where she had been thrown down, a small green puddle pocketed with cracked shards of glass. Her heart couldn't barely stamp much harder. "Oh god - oh!"

The man ran towards the wall. Batgirl braced as her back slammed against the bricks, and her grip didn't budge. She caught his wrists and clenched them together in her shockingly powerful grip. She yanked his arms high and straight above his head before hugging them against her chest between her breasts.

Another wave of incredible tension rolled through her muscles. She let out a sensual moan. surprising herself and perplexing the goon locked in her grip. Her eyelids began to flicker as the sensation became even more orgasmic.

"Oh shit - Oh my god -..." she gagged. Her neckline coiled around her throat as thick lats stretched down her sides towards her bucking hips, followed by a wide sheet of muscle spreading across her back. Her gloves nestled harder between her fingers as her forearms pumped up with thick muscles up to her elbows. The peaks of her bulging biceps nuzzled against her ribs, while her delts creaked bigger and rounder until their edges hung over beefy arms with smooth caps. Batgirl gurgled in the choking ecstasy as her torso was packed with dense, bodybuilder muscles.

With a long, paralysing earthquake of pleasure, her thighs started enveloping the man's head. She felt her glutes clench fiercely together. The soaking leather complained as her quads swelled again. Watched her quads rise like baked bread with size any bodybuilder would envy.

The man's panicking breathing grew even quicker. She tried to resist his hot, heavy breaths against her crotch. As he panted desperately, the aching warmth spread further through her hips. She watched his ears get swallowed by her thick, wide legs. A heart-shape pumped into view above her kneecaps. Barbara growled hungrily as an inch-thick finger of muscle drove like wedge between her new quads, bulging the tops of her thighs up in line with his eyebrows. Her bristling hamstrings pressed down on his collarbone. The villain looked up and let out a muffled yelp as she saw a flicker of emerald green flash in Batgirl's eyes. She grunted louder, faster.

A fresh bolt of ecstasy shot up her spine. Her belt pinched around her hourglass waist. "Unnghhh, ffffuuu -" she growled as her abs pressed outwards in a stacked 8-pack. Batgirl's chin sank into her chest. The bat symbol stretched wider and wider across her chest. In fast hungry pulses her pecs crept towards his dripping forehead. She felt her perky breasts being flattened against her suit as meaty pecs filled out thicker and wider. As they did, her calves burst outwards, filling the man's armpits from behind. All the while his hot breaths kept pouring into her crotch.

The relentless pressure building inside her costume with every heartbeat, the warmth in her pussy, and the sensual tightness of her bulging muscles, it was overwhelming. Her eyes slammed shut.

At last, she caved. Rolling from her crotch to her cheeks, a fierce, aching, shaking orgasm exploded inside her. Her suit squeezing her aching physique, her muscles bursting with an eye-watering pump, she gasped and quivered with all of her massive, shuddering frame. Her hot pussy jerked and bucked against the man's nose. Finally, his knees gave way and he crumpled to the floor, unconscious.

"Urghh my god." she groaned. Indescribable orgasm squirted through her thick, squirming veins. Keeping her crotch pressed into the nose of her assailant on the wet ground, she basked in every magnificent aftershock, until eventually, her heartbeat faded and the sound of raindrops drumming against her cowl bled back into her ears. 

'So that's how it feels...' she sighed drunkenly. She looked down at her body. Her whole suit creaked with every move, straining under the size of her juiced up muscles. Powerful mass had been stuffed into every inch of her formerly agile, slender frame, sparing her narrow waist and feminine poise. She ran her trembling fingers over the hard bumps of her knotted 8-pack, while the meaty peaks of her biceps prodded against her ribcage. She staggered to her feet. She blew out a ragged sigh at the size of her legs. Thick, sweeping quads poured out of her knee-high boots. For a few moments she watched the rain trickle down network of ridges in each thigh. Her panties were just as wet and hoisted tight against her tender crotch. A sumptuous tightness and strength hummed in every limb. A bottomless, explosive energy like three dozen cups of coffee buzzed inside her. 0 - 100 power with nothing in between.

Suddenly, there were footsteps, hard and hurried. "Batgirl, come in!" a voice crackled in her ear.

Barbara cleared her throat and swallowed. "I'm here!" she blurted, dozily.

"Finally. I've been trying to contact you for minutes. Do you have the contraband?"

'Minutes?' Batgirl cursed herself.

"Yes - yes. I've got all of them." she plucked the final vial from the man's pocket. She gazed at it for a second, before peeling her eyes away from its contents and slipping it into her belt alongside the others. "The suspects are ready for collection. I'm fine, by the way."

"Meet back at base." There was a slight pause. "Well done." the radio clicked off.

Police sirens volleyed off the tall walls of the alley. Batgirl spared a final glance at the man between her quivering knees. An incredulous, awe-struck smile crept across her lips. She tugged the gloves on her meaty forearms. She sucked down a long sigh and listened to her straining suit creaking all over. Maybe there was a way to impress Batman after all.
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I do not own any copyright - all rights and characters belong to their respective owners. Batman, Batgirl, Zsasz and Bane belong to their rightful owners (DC Comics) 

Consider this a 60-minute Challenge Xtra. It started out as one, but I ended up going back through it a few more times to get it right

I've always wondered how Batgirl (or any female DC characters) could realistically get a taste of Bane's venom. I always knew it wouldn't be exactly voluntary, but that doesn't mean they wouldn't appreciate what it can do.

Enjoy!