Chapter 3 : Looking for friends in all the wrong places
"....and
when I came to, there was no sign of Laura or that Cosmetica woman anywhere.
Gee, I hope Laura is ok. " a shaken Synn said to her fellow Femforcers
as they busily searched through the debris trying to find some clue as to the
whereabouts of their friend and ally.
" It's funny how General Gordon never mentioned the fact that Cosmetica might have super strength. According to the witnesses that the police talked to, that psycho picked up a fully grown main and tossed him clear across the store like he was nothing. Maybe we should give Gordon a call back and see if he can give us a little more information on the project Cosmetica was working on and a few of her colleague's names for us to talk to." Ms. Masque said as she lifted up the demolished remains of a queen size bed.
After a few seconds, the crimson clad heroine set the remnants back down and looked over at her colleagues to see if they were having any success. She saw She-Cat bent down examining a couch that sat near the exit while Tara was over talking to some of the eye witnesses and Ms. Victory was talking to the police detective in charge of the investigation.
" Look, miss,
I'm not making any accusations...I'm just telling you what the witness said
they saw. At least two people saw your friend Nightveil get into a van
of her own free accord with the crook and her gang before they drove away. Based
on that, I have to assume that your 'team mate' is assisting this Cosmetica
woman in her crime spree." a gruff man in a long trench coat grumbled
as he chomped on a donut.
" Are you crazy,
Detective Jackson ? Nightveil is one of the founding members of Femforce
and saved this world many times over. For you to even suggest that she's
in league with a criminal sociopath is beyond belief..." Ms. Victory sputtered
in anger as she crossed her arms in front of her in frustration.
Jackson swallowed
his food and waved his hand in acceptance. " Yeah, yeah....I know..a paragon
of virtue..if you'll give the officers over there some info on when you last
saw your 'founding member', we can start putting this case together and...OOMMPPHH
!! " the detective started to say before having a donut shoved in his
mouth by an angry Ms. Victory.
" Put this donut where your insinuation belongs, Detective
! " the Femforce leader snapped before storming back to her colleagues
who were just finishing sifting through the store ruins.
" Any clues
where this Cosmetica woman might have taken Nightveil ? " Ms. Victory
inquired as she flicked back her blonde hair in anger. She resolved to
herself that when they did get Nightveil back safely, she would tell her what
the detective said about her and let him deal with her wrath.
Miss Masque
shook her head " No clue at all as to the whereabouts of Cosmetica
or where she might strike next. I guess the only thing we can do for now
is track down any leads we get from our various information sources and ask
General Gordon for more information than what he has given us so far. In
the meantime, we go about our routine as best we can. I think Garganta
is supposed to attend a parade tomorrow as the guest of honor while Joan here
is supposed to cut the ribbon to open a new toy manufacturer." she said
quietly to her team mates.
Ms. Victory nodded and took a deep breath causing her ample
bosoms to rise and fall most noticeably. " If anyone gets a solid
lead on Cosemetica's location, send the others a message first before taking
her on. I don't want anybody else to fall victim to this psycho if I can
help it, ok ? " she said to her fellow heroines who nodded in agreement
before they dispersed in all directions hoping to find their friend and her
captor before something bad happened yet again.
Meanwhile......
"....sample # 0063-A has been applied to subject's
extremities approximately 90 minutes ago. There have been no noticeable
changes observed on the surface in that time. The sample will now be applied
to the other two subjects and, once the allotted time has passed, these two
will be examined for changes then." Cosmetica said into her mini tape
recorder as she looked over the mannequin that was lying flat on her lab's counter
top.
Although the mannequin was devoid of the wig that display
figures usually wore, Cosmetica remembered it as having been formerly a sales
clerk who had been working one night at a convenience store in a nearby city.
The blonde woman had make the mistake of being rude to Cosmetica and her
friends and her reward was to be changed into an inanimate plastic display figure.
Cosmetica sat down in a chair nearby and wiped her forehead
with her left hand as she tried to think of where she could alter her formula
to give her the desired results and have a way to reverse the process that was
slowly changing her body into an inanimate shell of hollow plastic much like
the forms that laid strewn on tables all around her. She peeled back the
top part of her uniform and saw that there were smooth patches appearing on
her upper arms and on her chest just above her breasts. She could still
move the patches with her fingers but they obviously were becoming the same
inanimate material that the rest of her soon would be if she didn't find a cure
soon.
" Damn those military idiots...damn them to
hell ! " Cosmetica shouted slamming a fist on the side of the chair in
frustration. She put her head in her hands trying to think of what her
next move should be and if it should involve revisiting the bozos responsible.
Cosmetica mulled over her options in silence for what seemed like forever
before she was interrupted by the sound of foot steps and a muffled cough.
Sitting up, she saw her hireling Lipgloss standing near the doorway of the lab.
" Lipgloss, what do you want ? Are there
any signs that those Femforce clowns managed to follow us back here ? " Cosmetica
asked as her demeanor reverted back to the self assured front she put up when
around her hirelings or those she considered beneath her.
" No sign of Femforce anywhere, boss. I
was just wondering if there was anything else you wanted tonight before I turned
in." Lipgloss said privately hoping she wouldn't be asked for any task.
She had found working for Lipgloss to be extremely hard to deal with at
times and looked forward to the day when she would be far away from the borderline
psychotic.
" No, nothing tonight, Lipgloss. You
can call it a...wait a minute...where's Facial gone to ? " Cosmetica said
switching quickly from dismissal to a demanding tone of voice.
" Ummm..well...she's kind of busy right now..I
think she's over at the other side of the house doing..something. " Lipgloss
said in a hesitating voice clearly trying to hold a part of what she knew back
without upsetting Cosmetica.
Unfortunately, if that was her intent, she failed miserably
as Cosmetica picked up on her hesitation right away and jumped to her feet.
" Something ? Lipgloss, tell me what Facial is up to right
now or else you're going to see me get very upset and if you've heard about
my being upset with associates before, you know that's something you don't want."
the villainess hissed in anger.
Lipgloss flinched and took a small step backwards
" Don't get mad at me, boss, I didn't do anything. If you're
looking for Facial...well...the last time I saw her, she was checking out that
Nightveil mannequin we dragged back rather...ummm...closely and was trying to
get her..uh...it to respond to her. Other than that, I.....OOOFFF!!! "
she said with a quivering voice before she was quickly shoved aside by
an enraged Cosmetica who stormed out of the room and off towards the area where
Nightveil was left on display.
" Ooohh....you are such a sexy mannequin, naughty
Nightveil. Why don't you listen to what I have to say and do a few spells
for me ? With your abilities and my..well...my beautiful body, we can
go a long, long way together.....hmmmm..." Facial whispered softly as she pressed
her body tightly against the immobile plastic form of the spell caster. Cosmetica's
henchwoman knew that Nightveil still possessed some human abilities as earlier
she had stiffly walked into the house on her own at Cosmetica's request. The
sorceress had then taken on a typical mannequin pose with her left hand on her
hip and her right arm bent at the elbow with the hand parallel to the shoulder
looking as if it was holding something. Once her boss had left the room
to go work in her lab, Facial had spent every moment she had alone with the
mannequinized Nightveil trying to get her to respond to her requests. In
the course of doing so, Facial had stripped off both her own outfit as well
as the mannequin's in the hope that sexual tension might elicit a response where
words had failed.
Facial was still caressing and fondling the mannequin when
an enraged Cosmetica stormed into the room and looked on the scene with a face
that was beet red. She looked at the naked henchwoman slithering over
her ' prize' and her fists clenched tightly by her sides.
" JUST WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING ?
" Cosmetica roared at her subordinate who until that moment was oblivious
to the presence of her employer. Facial, hearing the angry voice
of her boss, disentangled herself from Nightveil's immobile form and turned
to face her enraged employer while covering herself as best as possible.
" Well..uhh..ya see...uhh....it's like this, Cosmetica...I..uhh..."
Facial started to say before she found herself spinning to the floor as
a result of a hard slap across the face from her boss. She looked up to
her boss angrily walked over to the Nightveil mannequin and hastily redressed
its nude plastic body. After Cosmetica finished that, she motioned for
Lipgloss to stand in the doorway while she dealt with her hireling.
" So, Facial, you were here trying to get my pretty
mannequin prize to respond to you through any means necessary, eh ? I
suppose that if you had succeeded, you would have used her power to go
on a big crime spree by yourself and accumulate quite a pile of cash. Maybe
you were thinking of getting Nightveil to use her power on me and finish off
the process that is slowly changing me into an inanimate mannequin like those
you find in store windows, isn't that right ? Speak up, you traitorous
bitch ! " Cosmetica hissed at her cowering subordinate.
" Cosmetica, it's not what you think. I thought
you had gone to bed for the night so I thought I might play a little with your
newest acquisition. I never looked to use Nightveil's abilities
for myself or against you in any way possible. I only want to help you
in any way possible. " Facial said with a whimpering voice while
desperately trying to think a way out of her situation.
However, Facial's attempt to placate her boss fell on deaf
ears as Cosmetica leaned close to Nightveil and whispered in the plastic
ear of the heroine for several seconds before stepping to one side. "
Nightveil, proceed with what I've just told you, please. " the villainess
commanded.
" Yes...Mistress...." the mannequin responded
before stiffly raising her hands towards Facial with her right leg moving in
concert. Lipgloss could see the rest of Nightveil's body still was rigid
and unmoving like before as the aide watched what was about to happen to Facial
with dread and morbid curiosity both.
Before Facial could try and react, blue and purple energy flowed
from the sorceress' hands and enveloped her lithe body from head to toe. The
frightened woman felt her body stiffen up with her arms moving of their own
accord as they drew tight to her sides just like her legs which were pressed
tightly together. If the involuntary body movement wasn't bad enough for
the terrified woman, she felt a tremendous pressure building inside of her as
if she was being injected with helium gas.
Although Facial's movement was extremely limited at this
point, she managed to tilt her head downward and saw that her legs were melting
together while simultaneously changing from flesh to bright white plastic with
the same happening to her arms. The pressure she was feeling internally continued
to build and she could see it was having an effect on her body as her lower
half was swelling noticeably outwards with the same happening to her upper half
.
" What...what's happening ?...what's going on ?......
" Facial screamed mentally as she felt herself getting lighter and lighter
yet at the same time additional weight seemed to be accumulating where her feet
were. She no longer could move any part of her body and she felt some
of her features , like her nose and breasts, were flattening out as if they
had no definite shape to them.
Thirty seconds or so later, the transformation was complete and
where once a beautiful woman once stood was now an inflatable punching bag made
of white plastic with the painted image of Facial visible on the front of it.
The face showed Facial's horror as she realized her fate before the change
consumed her totally. The bag slightly wobbled back and forth as a very
satisfied Cosmetica tapped it lightly with her right hand.
" Well, that takes care of Facial and any treachery
she might have plotted against me. I'll place an ad on the usual internet
sites for a replacement for her right away. In the meantime, Lipgloss,
carry my newest stress reliever into my work area while I return Nightveil to
her pose that she was in before all of this happened. " Cosmetica
said with an evil smile as she attended to Nightveil, who was still standing
with her arms pointed forward.
After Cosmetica whispered into her ear yet again, Nightveil assumed
a seductive pose with her left arm bent and tucked so that it seemed to be cradling
her plastic tits as it wrapped around her mid section. Her right arm was
pointed forward with the index finger of her right hand sticking straight ahead.
Her eyes still stared straight ahead oblivious to all around her with
no movement at all.
Cosmetica then left the room to go back to the lab and resume
her tests. If she had stuck around, she might have noticed that her favorite
mannequin's left leg had taken more of a flesh tone look then before....
Elsewhere.....
Femforce
HQ was an active beehive of activity as numerous heroines rushed back and forth
trying to track down leads on the missing Nightveil as well as the whereabouts
of Cosmetica. Of all the people talking and discussing information in
the building, the most heated conversation was the one taking place between
Ms. Victory and General Gordon behind closed doors in an otherwise empty conference
room.
" Lemme get this straight...you deliberately
withheld information regarding this Cosmetica woman in our earlier briefing
so that when Synn and Nightveil first encountered her yesterday, they were unaware
of all her abilities like superhuman strength. As a result, Synn gets
knocked out cold and Nightveil goes missing and possibly held captive by that
mad woman. However, you say that we weren't told in the interest of '
national security', is that right ? " Ms. Victory snapped at the red-faced
general standing across from her with a large oak table between them.
" You have to understand, Joan, that I get my orders
like anyone who works for the American public. There were certain people
who felt that certain 'details' had to be kept confidential for the time being.
This was due, in part, to the fact that the experiment which led to Cosmetica's
current condition is still ongoing with different personnel involved. It
was felt that if the public was told too much, they would demand to know the
whole nature of the experiment. " Gordon said as he shuffled papers
that were handed to him by an aide.
CRASHHH !!! The table splintered into pieces
from the force of Ms. Victory slamming her fist with more than a little of her
strength into the top. The general stepped back as did his aide from the
destroyed table clearly shaken by the heroine's response to his response. Ms.
Victory glared at the general and it was clear she was not accepting his explanation
in any way, shape or form.
" I'm not in the mood to hear that ' nation's interest'
line today, General ! If you want any more Femforce members to take on
this Cosmetica psycho, you better tell me everything about the experiment she
was working on and what effects it has on those exposed to the components and
tell me know ! " the busty blonde heroine said gesturing vehemently at
the general.
General Gordon, looking more flustered than the composed
look he usually maintained, gestured impatiently to his aide, who burrowed through
his briefcase and whipped out several folders which he handed to Gordon. The
general looked at the folder titles and contents for several seconds before
nodding in resignation and looking at Ms. Victory grim faced.
" All right, Ms. Victory, you'll hear the whole truth BUT
none of this goes beyond you and your team mates. About 5 years ago, the
military decided that if war was going to be fought on an effective basis, it
was going to have be done with troops more resilient to battle damage and be
almost unbeatable in hand-to-hand combat. To that end, we used a small
portion of the yearly defense budget kept secret from the general public ( known
as the black book) to start working on a way of achieving this via the administration
of a drug. After two years of computer simulations and tests involving lab rats,
it was determined to proceed to the next level of testing on human beings. However,
there were unforeseen circumstances which the researchers did not account for
that led to some complications." General Gordon said quietly.
" Complications ? Would you elaborate a little more about
that ? " the buxom heroine asked while accepting the folder handed to
her by the general's aide.
" Well, the first two human volunteers we had suffered adverse
mental and physical reactions to the medication. One, a male in his late
20's, suffered a complete nervous breakdown and is currently under care at one
of the government's private health clinics. The second was a woman in
her early 30's who seemed at first fine but when she failed to show up for work
one morning and failed to answer her phone, we sent a co-worker to check on
her. When the co-worker showed up, she found the home almost completely
wrecked and, in the middle of the debris area, the woman who now looked a plastic
display mannequin clad in a pair of panties and nothing more standing completely
still." the general said before taking another folder from an aide.
" When the woman/mannequin was returned to the place where the
experiment took place, the scientists ran tests on her and determined that her
body, in addition to being immobile, was almost invulnerable to small arms fire
and the brain guys postulated that her mind was still active and alive in some
manner. Therefore, they decided to resume the experiment both to perfect
the process and to find a way to reverse the woman/mannequin 's condition. When
the clinical trials resumed, the researchers, who included Mandy Brooks at this
point, came to the conclusion that if the base formula was altered slightly
so as to strengthen the subject physically to counteract the molecular changes
to the body. However, before the tests could resume, there was an accident
in the lab and Mandy was exposed to the drug which leads us to our current state
of affairs." Gordon said brusquely handing yet more notes to Ms. Victory.
" Hmmm...that explains quite a bit except for one thing....why
is she able to transform people she comes in contact with ? " Ms. Victory
asked as she thumbed through the volume of papers that were handed to her.
" Umm..well..you see... " the general said as he struggled to frame a
response to the question.
Before the general could answer, the door to the conference room was
knocked on in an urgent manner followed a few seconds later by the entrance
of an excited Synn. " Sorry for the interruption, Joan, but She-Cat wants
to talk with you about Garganta's scheduled appearance as head of the Summer
Sunshine festival parade and if we should take any further precautions." Synn
said with her eyes opened wide as usual.
Ms. Victory sighed " OK, I'll talk to She-Cat in a minute.
General Gordon, I have more questions about this which I need answered
so if you could come by first thing in the morning, we can finish getting the
rest of the details I was asking about. " the heroine said to the general
with a look that indicated she wouldn't take no for an answer.
The general was going to argue with Joan regardless but a look
at the blonde heroine's face and his aide subtly moving towards the door told
him now was not the time to take a stand. Picking up his briefcase, the
two military men left from the conference room via one exit while Ms. Victory
rejoined her comrades to plot strategy how to combat the twisted crimes of Cosmetica....
Next day...early afternoon...
Throngs of people lined the streets of the parade route with children
waving balloons and streamers tied to lamp posts on both sides of the street.
It was the day for the summer festival parade that the city staged every
year and which its' citizens looked forward with great anticipation. Numerous
floats, bands, and other entertainers made up a colorful display that had people
talking about it for months before the event itself.
This year, the talk was louder than it had been for many years
as the grand marshal for this year's parade was none other than Garganta, member
of the group of heroines known as Femforce. Most people who lived in the
city had either witnessed or read of their exploits in fighting crime and admired
the group a great deal. Granted, there were a few in the city who took
the opposite view and spoke their opinions openly. In particular, the
writers for the local newspaper, The Daily Star, went out of their way to ridicule
and cast aspersions on the heroines. In that day's edition, one reporter
speculated on the possibility that one or more of its' members had joined with
known criminals and had cited an unnamed police source as the base of its' article.
However, for most of the people waiting for the parade to start,
the Star was nothing more than a gossip rag that would run anything to sell
papers. The Femforce was respected citywide for saving the people countless
times and rumors wouldn't dispel the people's faith that easily. As the
sounds of trumpets blaring in the distance became evident, the crowd stirred
in anticipation of the parade that lay ahead.
At the parade staging area.....
Garganta struggled mightily with the swimsuit that had been provided
by the parade organizers to fit over her 60' foot tall frame. She tried
to convince the organizers to let her wear her custom made SPAN-X bikini that
fit her frame whether she was normal or gigantic form. However, the parade
people decided that her bikini was far too revealing for a family event and
asked the heroine to wear a swimsuit designed by local fashion experts.
" Bad enough they stick me with this ridiculous swim wear but
they made it so tight around the chest and waist that they might get that naughty
look the organizers said they didn't want when they nixed my bikini. " the
giantess muttered as she tried to pull the left strap of the swimsuit over her
massive chest. She liked the black, silver and white colors of the suit
but Garganta swore that the makers of the swimsuit thought it was going over
a flat board and not her curvaceous figure.
Standing by herself inside the main storage facility where much
of the parade's floats and equipment was being stored, the heroine struggled
for some time before leaning up against the walls of the building to rest for
a few seconds. " Maybe I'll give Joan or somebody a call back at Femforce
HQ and see if they'd be willing to take over my role in the parade.... this
is just too much hassle... " Garganta thought to herself as she closed
her eyes for a few seconds in contemplation.
When the giantess opened her eyes again, she saw two figures walking
towards her dressed in attire that made them instantly recognizable to the heroine.
Her frown of frustration quickly turned to a warm smile as she straightened
herself up and walked over to greet the women in question.
" Ms. Victory ! Glad to see you got here finally before the
parade started up and this place turned into a madhouse. Nightveil.....we were
all so worried about you since you disappeared after encountering Cosmetica
and her gang. Where were you all this time when we looked for you ? "
Garganta asked of the two women approaching her.
To the giantess' disappointment, Nightveil remained silent as she
walked towards her in an unusual stiff manner. Garganta also noticed the
sorceress' tight fitting purple and black outfit seemed to look different than
what she remembered. The material seemed to shift in an almost unnatural
way over Nightveil's athletic physique and there was not even the slightest
sign of what laid beneath, like the heroine's nipples, despite the relative
coolness of the warehouse.
" Well, Garganta, I'm hear to tell you that there's been a change
of plans as far as the parade goes. " Ms. Victory said as she walked forward
stopping to cough several times while talking. As her team mate drew closer,
Garganta noticed that Ms. Victory's physique looked quite different than what
she was used to seeing. When the blonde heroine ran her left hand through
her hair, Garganta saw dark strands of hair evident underneath the blonde hair
and sensed something was amiss.
" What's going on here ? Who are you two ? " Garganta
asked in a demanding voice as she eyed the two with newfound suspicion.
The fake Ms. Victory whipped her wig off followed by the
mask that concealed her features. " Well, Garganta, your ability to perceive
the truth is quite remarkable. My name is Cosmetica, a name which you
and your fellow heroines are well aware of, and I'm here today to add you to
a very special set of test subjects I have at home." the villainess said
with a wicked grin.
" Sorry, Cosmetica, but I'm not ready to be a trophy for your showcase
at home quite yet ! " the heroine shouted defiantly while swatting aside
the villainess with the back of her right hand. Cosmetica was sent flying
through the air where she landed in a heap in the middle of cardboard boxes
filled with items to be used on pageant floats.
Garganta glanced around briefly for the woman dressed as Nightveil
but didn't see her anywhere. When she saw Cosmetica starting to pull herself
to her feet, the heroine moved warily closer to her foe ready for any surprises.
" You may as well surrender, Cosmetica. My team mates will
be here in a matter of minutes and no doubt accompanied by General Gordon and
the military. I know they only want to help shed some light on your condition.
" the giantess said trying to diffuse a precarious situation.
Cosmetica's eyes flared wide open and her cheeks turned beet red
in anger. " The military...those..those idiots are responsible for
my condition. If anyone sheds ' light' on things today, it'll be me and
my pretty little helper. Nightveil, help Garganta off her feet as I told
you earlier ! " the villainess said maliciously while calling out to her
unseen ally.
" Nightveil ? Why would she help...WHAT ??? " Garganta
started to shout before she found herself starting to float off the ground and
surrounded by a bright orange aura. The heroine tried desperately to put
herself back down but her huge frame was frozen in place and wouldn't budge
no matter what. She could only stare straight ahead as Cosmetica dusted
herself off and glanced at her floating form with obvious amusement.
" You can just stay there for a second, my pretty little giantess,
while I talk to my obedient servant Nightveil about my plans for you today.
Once that's done, I'll.....OOOOOFFF!!! " Cosmetica started to boast before
being spun around and sent flying through the air by a powerful punch to the
jaw.
" You'll be surrendering to me, Mandy Brooks, and then releasing
my friends from your clutches. After that, you're going to treated by
the best people in medicine and genetics to see if they can reverse you physical
and mental condition." Ms. Victory said with her left hand resting on
her hip and her right hand extended forward in a dramatic fashion.
" Ah, Ms. Victory. I was wondering if you were going to show
up. You know, when they brought out those blow-up dolls that were supposed
to look like you, I bought three before they pulled them off the market due
to a sudden recall. If I remember the newspaper article correctly, you
spent time as one of those sex toys while dealing with some madman. It
must have been terrible..every inch of your body geared for erotic pleasure....every
thought around pleasing whoever held you. I bet you miss those feelings,
don't you ? Wouldn't you like to go back to that state ? " Cosmetica
intoned in a seductive way as she glanced at the heroine slyly.
Ms. Victory's face reddened noticeably and she hesitated slightly
before advancing towards her foe. The words she had just heard Cosmetica
speak struck close to her dreams of late and she wondered just for a split second......
In that moment of hesitation, Cosmetica turned the tables in her
favor as a bolt of arcane energy shot out from an unknown location striking
Ms. Victory in the mid section and sent hurtling against the walls of the building.
The heroine slumped to the floor dazed and semi-conscious.
" Well, that takes care of Ms. Victory for now. Nightveil,
come here....it's time we took care of our intended target !" Cosmetica
snarled out loud as she turned her attention once again to the floating Garganta.
Emerging from behind a large stack of cardboard boxes near where
the attack on Ms. Victory was Nightveil, still resembling a mannequin in appearance
and obedient to Cosmetica's every command and desire. The transformed
heroine shambled stiffly over to where the deranged villainess stood waiting
for her next request.
" Nightveil ? Why are you helping this madwoman ? Why
? " Garganta shouted as she tried to figure out her team mate and
friend's behavior. She summoned every ounce of strength she had to try
and break free but it didn't make the slightest bit of difference in her predicament.
" She can't hear you, Garganta, and in a few minutes, you won't
be able hear me either. I need subjects to experiment with to find the
right formula to reverse my condition and I've chosen you to be my next ' volunteer'.
Nightveil, come over here and take care of Garganta as I told you before."
Cosmetica said while gesturing to the obedient sorceress.
Nightveil walked stiffly over to where the villainess stood and
turned to face the floating giantess several feet away. Raising her hands
in front of her dramatically, energy surged from her fingertips and flowed over
the still form of Garganta.
Almost immediately, Garganta felt her body starting to tingle from
the mystical energy that was flowing over her and saw her arms slowly pull out
straight at a parallel to her body. She felt a stirring in her body as
if she was getting lighter by the second from head to toe. The heroine
sensed her body was starting to swell outwards but in a way she had never experienced
when growing from regular to 60' giantess size. It seemed like her body
was a balloon that was slowly filling with hot air and expanding outward rapidly.
In fact, her thinking was pretty close to the truth though she
wasn't in a position to confirm it. However, Cosmetica was in such a position
and she watched with malevolent glee as the heroine's arms, legs and torso slowly
swelled outwards while the skin was taking a glossy look. The villainess
saw that the heroine's facial features were changing as well as they seemed
to be flattening and taking on an artificial look. She could see Garganta's
mouth seemed to be shrinking with only the lips visible and they were pulling
into a wide smile. The heroine's hair was matting tight to her head and
seemed to be turning as artificial as the rest of her.
With a loud RIPPP !!!! ,
Garganta's bathing suit fell away from her in small shreds and fell to the floor
in a heap. With the heroine now completely nude, Cosmetica noted with
a sadistic glee that Garganta's breasts were bobbing like twin sacs of air with
no visible aerolas or nipples on her tits. If it wasn't for the fact that
the heroine no longer had a mouth, she would resemble an oversized and very
lifelike love doll.
" I feel so strange...so
light....no mouth...everything's so light.... " Garganta thought
to herself although the process of thinking was becoming more and more difficult
by the second. She could feel something forming around where her anus
was that felt circular and metallic in nature. The heroine could
see the energy was starting disappear from her fixed vision but that was all
she could see.....
Cosmetica walked over to Garganta when she was satisfied
that the spell had completed its' evil deed and stood under the living parade
balloon that the heroine now was. She could see that there was no sign
of pubic hair on the living balloon and the pussy had disappeared with the area
taking on the same glossy look that the rest of the balloon now had.
" Very good....very good indeed.... " Cosmetica said softly as
she reached up and grasped the floating Garganta by the left tit. Despite her
horror at her helpless state, the heroine felt an erotic tingle go through her
body with such a caress. Cosmetica let her hand linger as she contemplated
the figure in silence with a variety of thoughts going through her mind.
Hearing the knocking on the door to the building, Cosmetica realized
it would not be long before police or more Femforce members would arrive on
the scene. The villainess gestured for Nightveil to release Garganta from
her levitation spell so she could quickly wrap things up.
A few seconds later, the aura surrounding the living float
dissipated and the heroine would have slowly ascended towards the ceiling except
for Cosmetica's grasp on Garganta's breast. Nightveil watched in silence
as her mistress pulled the float downward so she could access the back of it.
Cosmetica moved her right hand downward while grasping the
float in the middle of the back with her left hand. The villainess stopped
her downward motion when she reached the area where Garganta's anus normally
was but now resembled a cylindrical opening for adding the helium to the balloon.
Flashing a cruel smile, the villainess pulled open the air valve and watched
as Garganta's form quickly lose shape and substance as the air rushed out.
In just a few minutes, a large deflated plastic form laid on the floor next
to Cosmetica, who quickly folded up the flattened heroine and stored it in a
nearby wooden box.
After putting the blonde wig that she had worn before as
part of her Ms. Victory disguise, she motioned to Nightveil to follow her out
of the building. Cosmetica stopped ever so briefly next to the semi conscious
real Ms. Victory and squatted down next to the heroine.
" A little something to remember me by, darling..... "
Cosmetica whispered while draping her bare left hand over Ms. Victory's bare
shoulders and thighs for no more than a second. She then stood up abruptly
and headed towards the building's back door carrying her newest prize on a trophy.
If she had stopped for a second, the villainess might have noticed
that Nightveil's right arm was taking on a more human look than the artificial
mannequin look of before. Cosmetica would also have seen a small glossy
blotch appearing on Ms Victory's left upper thigh.....
Both would be significant in her, and all Femforcers', futures...
To be continued in Another Confrontation...