Page Sixteen

6 panels plus a border

[Border] Around the outside of the page (and/or between rows?) is an illustrated border with more images of Jazinda getting groped and penetrated by different soldiers over and over again. More and more fear creeps onto her face.

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[1] Wider shot of Hellcat from the waist up. She reacts in outrage as the General caresses her breasts through her costume.

Jen: [out of frame] Think about it. No retaliation from the other heroes. No Avengers busting in to rescue one of their own.

Par: [out of frame] Oh, it’s a tempting offer, to be sure. Must be the lawyer in you.

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[2] View of Hellcat from behind, looking past the General as he squeezes her ass. Her face is turned to yell at him. Whatever she’s saying, it isn’t pleasant.

Jen: [out of frame] As a lawyer? Wouldn’t be the worst deal I’ve ever had to negotiate.

Par: [out of frame] I’m sure.

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[3] The General’s POV looking at Hellcat from behind. He’s found the zipper of her costume and unzipped it down to her waist, revealing a sports bra strap. Hellcat struggles, red hair whipping around.

Par: [out of frame] Say I was inclined to accept this little plea bargain of yours.

Jen: [out of frame] Say you were.

Par: [out of frame] How could I be sure you’d keep your word once your friends were safe?

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[4] Looking at Hellcat from the front. The General has untied her right wrist and is holding her arm, trying to pull the costume down over her shoulder. She fights as best she can, but she has no leverage.

Jen: [out of frame] You can put the power cuffs back on after I change. Throw in a suppression collar like the one on Sue, and even I won’t be able to break free.

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[5] Hellcat’s right wrist is back in its cuff, her right arm and shoulder bare of her costume. The General has unfastened her left wrist. She has wrenched her arm free of his grip and is scratching his face with her fingernails. He winces.

Par: [out of frame] Ah but with your friends gone, I would’ve surrendered all my leverage. Best case, you could refuse to change and I’m left with this form, but minus the other Lovely Liberators. Hardly a good trade.

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[6] The General has grabbed Hellcat’s free arm again and is forcing her costume down over her left shoulder. Her face looks increasingly ****. He’s clearly enjoying the struggle, scratches and all.

Par: [out of frame] Worst case, I have an exquisitely enraged _Hulk _tearing my palace apart.