Heat Girl (State A)

{if@ Buster Girl HP = 1000}Heat Girl charges Atomic Fire. For more, view in game mode!{endif}{if Buster Girl HP >0}{if Heat Girl HP > 49}The ring of fire swam and crackled around Buster Girl and Heat Girl as the two stood across from one another, almost like sumo wrestlers preparing to do battle. Only one of the two fighters had the chubby body one would associate with a sumo wrestler, though. The air shimmered with localized waves of heat from both the fire and Buster Girl's opponent, causing the heroine to sweat in a way only a robot designed for lesbian interactions would.

"Hm hm hm... Heat Man's legacy is Atomic Fire. I've been imbued with that same power by Doctor Dolly... Allow me to give you a taste of it, Buster Girl!" the apron-wearing Robot Mistress chuckled, pumping both fists cutely at her sides while making a smile that showed she was fired up. Unfortunately, she wasn't just getting fired up on an emotional level; real flames were beginning to circle her body, travelling from the feet upward to rise above her head and crackle at the tips of her fingers! "Oh dear... I can't use this power around the children. It makes me a little 'hot and bothered,' as they say," the older (modeled) woman tittered.

"Use it all you like, Heat Girl! Nobody's more hot and bothered than me!" Buster Girl bragged, pointing a white-gloved thumb at herself with a confident grin.

"... Is that something to be proud of?" Heat Girl asked, tilting her head slightly and resting one hand upon her cheek. "You're such a silly one."

As much fun as Buster Girl was having with the banter-- not to mention watching the other girl's breasts heave up and down as she thrust her fists up and down in that odd charging motion-- she knew she needed to capitalize on this banter before Heat Girl finished charging. Was there something in her arsenal that she could use to take advantage of this brief moment?{endif}{if Heat Girl HP <51}Heat Girl collapsed to her feet, pressing both of her huge mitts against the floor and panting heavily. "W-Wait, Buster Girl! Give me just a minute... Just a minute to catch my breath! You're playing very rough with me!" the woman cried, as steam rose from the sweat dotting her injured body.{endif}{endif}{if Buster Girl HP <1}The heat was too much for Buster Girl! With flames crawling up her body that she was too weak to pat out, her plasmatic battery began to fail!{endif}