Lorna Lee was a mere 24 years old, a tall
and slender blonde with a gorgeous face and a sprightly
personality. But with the speed of a single thought she
could transform her body into the inconceivably strong
and unbelievably muscular form of MegaGirl. |
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In her
secret civilian identity of Lorna Lee, she worked as
director of research at Allied Technologies (it was a
demanding job, but hey, heroes gotta pay rent too). In
her time there she had perfected a transmutable material,
which allowed someone to instantly convert clothing into
any other predetermined style, size and color. This
“smart fabric” had proven quite valuable to her in
particular—no more shredding out of her clothes when
she transformed into MegaGirl. The fabric had also
become very popular with the superhero community, who
apparently also ran into the same problems. And it made
millions for the company. She had been at Allied since right after college. She was a bright girl who had hoped to help make the world a better place through various technologies. Her boss at the time, Sidney Milestone, had been a genius in the field of energy and data transfer, and he took her on immediately when he saw her potential. Allied was also the place where Lorna had
acquired the fantastic powers of her alter ego. As she
stood in the kitchen preparing the evening’s dinner,
her mind drifted into a flashback sequence… Judging by the apparatus in
the lab-- along with the fact that Sid was in the process
of explaining his evil plan (as villains are known to
do)-- she determined that he intended to siphon off the
strength of the two heroes and “beam” it into
himself. He would effectively steal their
powers! |
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Lorna
couldn't let that happen. She had to alert someone! But
who? Sid was readying his device and preparing to
transfer the power to himself! She was too late, there
was nothing she could do! And then, without warning, two heroes
crashed through the window and swung into the lab. It
was Vim & Vigor! These heroes were new to the city
and not much was known about them at the time, but they
apparently had some sort of superhuman reflexes and
leaping abilities. Together they bound into the room. “Unhand those heroes!”
shouted Vim. “Cease and desist, foul
villain!” commanded Vigor. Sid snorted in contempt. “You
fools! You’ll never stop me now!” As the two
heroes motioned to stop him, Sid punched the button on
his infernal machine, beginning the energy transfer! The
beam fired! |
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Her
mind flashed her life before her eyes, and she was
certain that she would be killed. Instead, however, she
landed painlessly and harmlessly at the bottom! Rising to her feet, she discovered that she herself had absorbed the power of the beam! She gazed down at her new body, which had burst the seams of her clothes. Her body had grown in proportion to the power it now wielded. Her muscles were huge! After admiring her new body for a moment, she heard voices approaching from the nearby corridor—the security team was coming to check on the disturbance. How was she going to explain her new, muscular body? Then suddenly, with a mere thought, she somehow shrunk and returned to her former self, just as the armed guards burst through the door. |
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“It’s the new
researcher, Lorna Lee!” proclaimed the first guard. “Are you all right,
ma’am?” asked another. “Yes,” she replied,
thinking quickly. “I—I just took a nasty spill down
the stairs. But there’s a superhero battle going on
up on level ten! You boys better get up there in a
hurry!” “We’re on it!” the
guards said and bound up the stairs, leaving Lorna
standing and smiling at her new situation. Oh, the
things she could do now… When all was said and done,
Vim & Vigor were hailed for their efforts. Sid
Insidious was incarcerated. Captain Wondrous and
Gallant Man, now powerless, were forced to retire. The
transfer device had been demolished. No one discovered
what had happened to the beam. And Lorna, now secretly
possessing more power and strength than anyone in the
city, did the noble thing: she adopted the name
“MegaGirl” and has defended Ocean Park ever since. Suddenly the phone rang,
breaking Lorna from the trance of the flashback. “Hello?”
she answered. “Hi, lover,” came the
smooth male voice on the other end. “I’ll be there
in just a few minutes.” “I’ll be ready,” she
responded, and hung up. Lorna smiled. She’d been
looking forward to this evening: a nice, quiet dinner
with her boyfriend. Lately they had both been so busy
that this became a rare, anticipated event. Her boyfriend, Duke McGrath,
was the director of Ocean Park’s Damage Control
department. He was in charge of cleaning up the messes
left in the wake of superhero battles. Lorna had met
him as MegaGirl after her battle with the Bastard
Squad – they had left quite a mess on the East
Side, and Duke showed up to make his assessment of the
damage. Lorna had instantly found herself attracted to
his commanding presence and handsome, rugged good looks.
And there was also the fact that he, unlike anyone
else she had encountered, had had the balls to ask
MegaGirl out for a date. They had now been together
for nearly a year and a half. She’d come to trust him
so implicitly that she eventually shared her alternate
identity with him. He had accepted it very casually,
almost as if he’d already figured it out. She trusted
in her heart that he would never reveal it to anyone. He
was the most honest, sincere man she had ever met. Unfortunately, between his
job and both of hers, getting together was becoming a
constant struggle. But thus far it hadn't placed too
much strain on the relationship; if anything, it made it
stronger, as they longed for the opportunities to be
together. Lorna was nearly finished
preparing the meal when the doorbell buzzed. Opening
the door to her apartment, she was greeted with Duke’s
strong embrace, followed by a deep and passionate kiss.
“How’s my heroine?”
Duke whispered in her ear. “She’s anxiously
awaiting her handsome hero,” she said back, nuzzling
his neck. “Await no further, my
lovely angel,” he said, scooping her up and carrying
her into the apartment as she giggled with joy. As she climbed down and
returned to the kitchen, she said over her shoulder, “I
hope you're hungry, Duke.” “In more ways than one,”
he replied, tossing his coat on the couch and watching
her hips sway. “What’s on the menu?” “Oh, don't you worry,
I’m sure you'll be completely satisfied by the end of
the evening,” she teased, stroking her hand along her
hip as she slinked into the kitchen. “And hopefully well into
the morning,” he smirked. Picking up the remote, Duke
flipped on the TV. The face of a frantic news reporter
filled the screen, and some sort of big robot could be
seen stomping by in the background. He turned up the
volume. “…robots, attacking and
demolishing Landmark Commons. The villainous Dr.
Wretched appears to be commanding them from atop
the giant lead robot. Thus far, no heroes have appeared
on scene to halt this terrible rampage…” Duke groaned. “Aw, crap.” Lorna stepped up beside him.
“Looks like dinner’s going to have to wait.” “Come on, Lorna, can't you
let someone else handle it for once?” he pleaded. “Who did you have in
mind?” “I dunno… what about Flapjack?”
he offered. “He’s out of action,”
she answered. “Ms. Malicious put him in
the hospital on Monday.” “Okay… where’s Accordion
Man?” “He’s still a bit
drained from his battle with the Sponge.” “The Part-Timer?” “On vacation.” Duke sighed. He was
running out of heroes. “Kingfish? Danger-Eater?
The Fallen Arch? Team Spirit?” She shook her head. “They're
all away fighting the Zoidoids in
Virginia.” “Damn that Dr. Wretched.
I thought he was in jail. What does that asshole want
now? Doesn't he know we had a date??” “I don't know,” she told
him. “I think he just likes to ruin things. After
all, his name is Dr. Wretched…” “Okay,” he finally
resigned. “Go ahead. But please, try to get back
as soon as you can. I really wanted to
see you tonight…” “And I, you,” she said,
and kissed his neck. “But I’ve got a
responsibility.” |
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Over the course of several seconds, Lorna
Lee had grown another twelve inches in height and had
packed on nearly two hundred pounds of solid rippling
muscle, and she now stood before him as MegaGirl. Her
body throbbed and teemed with power. Duke thought she looked
fantastic as Lorna, but the incredible, ultra-muscular
physique of MegaGirl really turned him on. The erection
pressing against the front of his pants proved he wasn't
afraid to show it. “You keep that thing
warm,” MegaGirl said, pointing at his crotch. “I’ll
be back before you know it.” “Do me a favor?” he
called to her as she stepped onto the balcony of her 20th
floor apartment. “Try not to make too much of a mess.
Remember, I have to clean that up.” |
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Blowing him a kiss, she
launched herself off the balcony and disappeared into the
night. Seconds later, MegaGirl set down on Landmark Commons. It appeared that no bystanders had been hurt so far, but the robots had toppled and devastated several sculptures, and were in the process of moving toward Lincoln Tower in the center of the gardens. |
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Dr. Wretched perched in his
two-story high lead tank-robot, commanding his metal
minions to do his vile bidding. “Hold it right there, Dr. Wretched!” called MegaGirl. It was, after all, customary for heroes to dramatically announce their entrance. The large robot spun on its treads, and Dr. Wretched leered down from his cockpit. “Ah, MegaGirl! Now I shall make you pay for sending me to that repellent, uncivilized prison! Get her, Number Two!” MegaGirl stood her ground as the robot approached. To her it looked like an oversized water heater with arms. |
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She casually watched as a
door slid up on its chest, and the large barrel of a
Gatling-type gun emerged from the opening. The barrel began spinning, and a torrent of armor-piercing bullets spewed forth. |
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MegaGirl instinctively
flexed her massive chest muscles. The bullets proved no
match for her impossibly hard pectorals, and deflected
harmlessly away. She rather enjoyed the warm sensation,
actually. “I hope you can do better than that,” she said, grinning up at Dr. Wretched. “Oh, I can, my dear,” he threatened.
“Number One!” MegaGirl was suddenly
grabbed from behind by another robot. It had somehow
managed to sneak up on her, probably under cover of the
loud gunfire of its automated sibling. It wrapped its
thick telescoping arms around her and constricted. |
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For a moment, MegaGirl was
immobilized. “I see you are not as tough as you
claim,” Dr. Wretched gloated. “Oh, please,” she responded. With a mere thought, she began expanding every muscle in her upper body. The metal of the robot’s arms began to groan and squeal from the pressure. Internal hydraulics that could tow a sail barge struggled against the onslaught of swelling muscle, until finally the arms surrendered and disintegrated into scrap, sending metal flying in all directions. |
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The robot short circuited.
Its head popped off, and it toppled to the ground,
belching smoke. “Curses!” exclaimed Dr. Wretched.
“Number Two! Number Three! Finish her!” MegaGirl grinned as the two
robots converged menacingly, the panels on their chests
opening. From one extended a metal, vibrating spike,
from the other came a whirling rotor of razor-sharp
blades. She stood confident and
motionless until they reached her. Then she grabbed
each of them by their weapons and lifted them off the
ground as if they were made of paper maché. |
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“Are these things supposed to scare me?”
she taunted. With a mighty flex, she slammed them
together over her head, crushing them into useless piles
of metal. Dropping both devastated robots to the
ground in a heap, she looked up at Dr. Wretched. “I
think you're going to need some new toys.” |
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“Okay, that does it!” he
bellowed. “I’ll take care of you myself!” His
giant tank robot turned and advanced on her, gaining
speed as it came. MegaGirl stood her ground once again, a pillar of power and poise. “This tank is made of the strongest, densest metal known to man,” he shouted. “You don't stand a chance against it, MegaGirl!” MegaGirl simply smirked and flexed her massive body once again, thrusting her incredible pectorals before her. The tank crashed headlong into her chest, and crumpled beneath her immovable musculature in a spectacular, cacophonous collision. |
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Dr. Wretched, dazed from the
crash, dangled from his roost on top of the ruined robot.
“Looks like you should have worn your seatbelt,”
MegaGirl observed. Then, in an amazing display of
balance and strength, she hefted the destroyed tank from
the ground and tilted it, gently lowering Dr. Wretched to
the ground. |
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Tossing the tank to the side
like an empty milk carton, MegaGirl approached the
half-conscious Dr. Wretched. “All that heavy lifting,
and I’ve barely broken a sweat,” she said as she
stood over him, and flexed her gigantic arms. She had managed to wrap this up quickly. With luck she would be home with Duke shortly, finding new and imaginative ways to make it up to him. Grabbing the good Dr. by the collar, she hoisted him off the ground and held him up like a trophy. |
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“Next time you’ll know you're better off
staying in prison,” she scolded as she flexed an
enormous bicep. |
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“No one messes with this city when
MegaGirl is on duty!” The End - - |
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