Maximina kiss's N-R-Geez! on the mouth!

The battle had stalled due to the spectacle of the superheroine's ass. Her meaty whites wobbled like jello smacked by an invsible hand. The heroine's hands clutched at her wobbly weight and made N-R-Geez staggered on the cracked asphalt of Kirby and Lee. One hand buried itself between the overstretched cheeks of her hot-pink leotard, the other braced against a dented light pole for balance. Her twin-tails whipped around her shoulders every time she turned her head The fabric of the suit had been pulled so deep into her cleft that the high-cut legs rode up past her hips, leaving the lower curves of her newly thickened thighs completely bare. The material creaked with every micro-movement, stretched paper-thin across the heavy, heart-shaped mass that had ballooned outward in the last thirty seconds.

Maximina stood a few paces away, the metal mask did nothing to disguise the evident confusion the villianess was feeling. The light-stone panel in her chest still glowed faintly, then a loud 'click' followed by a 'wooosh' closed the panel before any more transformations happened.

“That… was not the intended effect,” the armored woman's voice was amplified causing the superheroine to look upon the villainess. Maximina took one heavy step forward. The light pole she had been using as a spear clattered to the street.

N-R-Geez tried to straighten and nearly tipped backward under the new weight. "It wasn’t!?! Fix it, you Roman cosplay reject, or I swear—”

Maximina’s gauntleted hand shot out faster than the speedster expected. Thick fingers closed around the edge of the dark-pink mask and peeled it upward just enough to free N-R-Geez’s mouth. Before the heroine could twist away, the scowling white lips of the armor pressed hard against hers.

There was a loud hiss of air, followed by the metallic mask opening just wide enough to allow Maximina's sensually pink lips to be seen. She puckered them and delivered a sloppy kiss on N-R-Geez's lips.

A pulse of the same technicolor light flared between their bodies. N-R-Geez’s eyes went wide behind her goggles. She felt the rolling mass of her rear deflate; it felt like someone had put both their hands on her rump and begun to compress, the fluffy bottom collapsing it back toward something closer to her original proportions. The sensation was like air rushing out of an overfilled balloon. Her hips narrowed a fraction before the fullness of her rear began it shrink back normal.

When Maximina broke the kiss, the speedster staggered back two steps, breathing hard from the sudden violation of her personal space. She turned around to see her ass.

Her ass was still larger than it had been at the start of the fight, not too much but noticeably so, but it was no longer the absurd, mobility-hindering balloon it had been minutes ago. The heroine then realized her next problem: it was her costume. The hot-pink leotard had been stretched to its absolute limit during the growth. Now that the flesh had receded, the fabric hung in loose, wrinkled folds across her rear and thigh. One errant easing of her firm buttcheeks and her suit fell down, allowing one to see how low it hung from her frame. She. The crotch panel sagged down; depending on the angle, one could see N-R-Geez's pussy.

“What the actual hell,” she hissed, face still flushed. “You kissed me. You kissed me and now my suit looks like it got worn by Miss-Stretch! And my ass, and your stone, and you...you!"

Maximina’s speaker's flared up again. A laugh echoed out from behind them devices, but they were tinged by the unmistakable sound of confusion. “The stone’s effects seem to be...warped since it was last used. Legends say only a gesture of Venus’s own domain could halt the transformation. I took that to mean a kiss, but it could also mean...”

"Stop it, stop it!" N-R-Geez! shouted. "Don't wanna hear your icky fantasies, lady!"

Maximina shook her head. "Right, uhhh, right. Ahem. Foolish hero! You’re still standing. You're still thinking you're equal to me even after I transmuted you! That means that you're not devoted utterly to my whims!"

Maximina crossed her arms. " A pity. I would have enjoyed a proper slave.”

N-R-Geez finally managed to hook two fingers under the loosest of her cloth and began to knot the fabric together. Next, she shot the armored woman a glare that was equal parts fury and embarrassment.

“Yeah, well, you get zero devotion points from me, Numero Null." N-R-Geez! joked. "I’m still taking you in!"

She dropped into a ready stance—or tried to. The way she knotted her clothes smacked her crotch and behind, weirdly making her turn back to give it another knot.

Maximina tilted her head, studying the speedster’s predicament with open interest.

“You’re free to try, little bolt! But that suit of yours is barely holding together. One good snag and the whole thing might simply… give up.”

The armored villainess flexed one massive gauntlet. The light-stone panel in her chest pulsed once more.

“Or,” she added, voice deepening for dramatic effect! “you could stay right there while I finish testing the stone’s other settings. I’m curious what happens if I try to blast your body again? Maybe I'll make myself a new slave then?"

None of the supers did another for sirens wailed in the distance. A news drone already hovered high above the intersection, camera lights recording the duo. N-R-Geez! did her best to cover her lower half. She knew this meant Dream City’s latest public spectacle was being broadcast live. And she was one of the stars of the show.

N-R-Geez’s head flicked as she glanced between the approaching sirens, the ruined state of her costume, and the towering figure of Maximina.