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Chapter 3 by ldnldn ldnldn

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Gwen tries to stop a robbery in her underwear

It was another day in comic book New York. Only two supervillains were running amok, and three bank robberies were going on. All in all, a calm afternoon.The alarm of one such bank reached Gwen's ears, who sprang into action. “It's a robbery! I gotta get to the scene of the crime!”

Gwen had an idea of how to reach the bank in no time at all. She threw one of the grenades she had handy (for some reason), and the blast catapulted her into the sky, flying straight into the bank.

“Alright, give it up fellas. I'm Gwenpool, a professional thief, and I don't take kindly to stealing when it isn't done by me,” Gwen said proudly. She landed in a classic superhero pose.

“Hey, what are you doing? Since when are you a thief?” The editorial box asked, hovering high in the sky.

“Well, there was this time I robbed a sky casino. Besides, you said we needed a new gimmick, right?”

“Well, yeah, but we already have that gimmick. Look down.”

The explosion shredded Gwen's costume. The tattered fabrics of her pink and white suit hung uselessly to her rosy skin. Only her magenta underwear survived, which clung stubbornly to her curves. Not even her mask survived, her left "eye" was all that remained stuck to her face.

“Ugh, I have to update my suit with some stronger material. This is the second time happened in a week,” Gwen said, hitting her face with the palm of her hand.

“Hey! We got here first!” one of the robbers approached Gwen, but she quickly stole his gun from him. Gwen tossed the weapon behind her, and it exploded like a grenade. Must have been one of those fancy high-tech laser guns.

Gwen used the shockwave to jump high in the air and into the ceiling, the blast knocking down all the other robbers. “And let this be a lesson to you all!...” Gwen sighed, feeling the chilly New York air caressing her bare skin. “I'm naked, aren't I?”

She was, the explosion had once more removed her last layer of clothing. Her underwear was ripped to shreds. The naked heroine crossed her long legs to hide her bald crotch from the crowd. She cupped her firm breasts under each hand, her firm nipples almost cutting her skin. “This is absurd. Why does this keep happening to me?”

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