At a Charity Basketball Game!

"Thanks for helping us out Antares! The community really appreciates it!"

"Please, call me Victoria. I'm retired." Victoria shot the woman a winning smile, causing her to flush slightly. The woman was Breanna Chase, one of the local community leaders in a new settlement on Gimel, Freetown, neighbor to the Megacity. Breanna was focused on school athletics for students - specify college-women sports - and had been a huge driving **** in getting the sports block.

The petite woman (barely meeting Victoria's chest in height) had personally invited Victoria out to the settlement, asking if she wouldn't mind sharing a few kind words to help out with sponsorships and word of mouth. Victoria had taken it a step further, asking Dragon and Lookout to advertise the settlement's athletic division, and helping set up their rudimentary internet. It would be self-isolated from the Megacity for now, but everyone else would be able to share pictures and photos on small forums all over Freetown.

Dragon had even paid for the cameras at this little exhibition game, live streaming it to a population of over a thousand. This game had been Breanna and Victoria's shared idea, though Victoria had wanted it to focus solely on the kids, Breanna thought that a famous hero would increase views.

No harm no foul, Victoria thought, with some humor. She didn't have the best memories with basketball, as her being hurt during a foul led to her gaining powers (among other things), but maybe she'd find some better memories in helping these students.

Another bit of humor there. Some of these girls were around her age, a few older, but she felt like her life experience was leagues above theirs. She resolved to set a good example for them during the little exhibition match.

"By the by," Breanna said touching Victoria's arm lightly to get her attention, before pulling back like she just touched a hot stove. "We have your uniform all prepared. It has your logo, colors and we looked up your sizes to make sure it matched perfectly!"

You could have just measured, Victoria thought a bit sourly. It was odd that someone would have her measurements online. Politely, she simply said, "I look forward to it. Remind me of the gameplan again?"

"Well, we were thinking you could sort of freestyle it. Maybe show off some plays with your power first before getting to the game, or if you want the game first and then show off after."

"I"ll play it by ear then. How long until you start?"

"We have...." She checked her watch. Her eyes widened, "Less than 10 minutes oh my gosh! You need to change and get your hair done!"

Victoria was amused as the tiny woman in a tracksuit started dragging her along to the locker rooms. Most of the players snickered too when they noticed Victoria floating a few inches above the ground so that Breanna could actually pull her without straining herself.

Nothing wrong with a little teasing after all, Victoria felt.

It was a short-lived hurricane of movement that had Breanna grab the gym bag with Victoria's uniform, shove Victoria in the locker room, and toss the bag into her arms.

"8 minutes! We'll extend it with hyping you up, if you need it for the hair stylist!" She shouted before slamming the door.

Victoria chuckled to herself before getting undressed. Her long-sleeve Patrol shirt came off smoothly, exposing her large chest, the workout bra covering most but not all of her cleavage. They weren't quite as snug a fit as her old one; if she was being honest, she felt they were a bit too tight and had a habit of having her nipples poke out in the cold, or when she was moving around too quickly for too long. Still they would get the job done in a little game, if chafe a little if she ran around too much

The black cargo pants came next, and it took a moment for her pants to bypass her sizeable rear. She'd started doing more squats and cardio, not wanting to have any noticeable dimples or cellulite like she saw some woman with similar proportions. Basic black panties covered her butt, tight enough to outline each ass cheek, though no flesh was exposed. She worked a small camel-toe out of her crotch.

Victoria stretched once she was undressed, feeling how tight the muscles of her arms, thighs, and abs were. She was actually looking forward to going out there!

She unzipped her gym bag and her eyes widened in surprise.

There were 2 uniforms that she could tell:

• Uniform One was clearly based on her Glory Girl past; white and gold with enough glitter on it that it looked like someone had dropped a jar on accident. GG was printed on the chest top and shooting star across the rear side of the bottoms. Even a quick glance at its size made it clear that her underwear would be showing; the top looked like it would barely reach her midriff! If she wore this, she'd have to go commando to not standout!

• Uniform Two was more in line with her Antares imagery; black and gold, with small metal stars along the shoulder straps and waistband of the shorts. A giant plastic A was printed from the neckline to hemline. It was plainly obvious that this uniform was too large, meaning her chest would be exposed in the tank top. With the added aesthetics, she'd have to be holding her shorts up most the time!

These were her choices??

She supposed a third option was to try and get redressed before Breanna's assistant arrived, and try to explain the situation, but who knows how that would go!

This must be a mistake!