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Chapter 3 by MegaMarshmallow MegaMarshmallow

Safe or Fast?

Step It Up And Get There Fast

You pick up the pace, the city becoming a blur around you as you lean forward and feel the energy flow through your body. It’s like fire burning through your veins. Lightning shooting through your muscles. And a dull heat forming between your thighs as the mutant powers affect your body chemistry. Each step generates so much power and speed. You feel invincible. You feel that dull tingle of arousal. You are too fast to be stopped by anyone or anything… you race past the bank and the police cars. Catching yourself you make a big turn around one of the city’s stadiums and come skidding to a stop before the police cars, silver lightning crackling across your body. You are breathing deeply but it feels good as you strike a heroic pose in front of the officers, your lungs burn with oxygen and your chest feels hot… really hot.

The eyes of the officers are wide and one of them points at you in astonishment. Only as you glance down do you realise why they are pointing at you. Flames are licking up your front, your shirt is on fire! You yelp in surprise as you super speed pat it out. The friction from the speed you just ran at must have caused your shirt to catch on fire. Quickly you put out the flames but are left wearing a shirt that hides nothing from any onlookers, luckily, your bra held up being only a little singed. Your body is unharmed, you put out the flames long before they could burn your skin, and even if they had a little your super speed also comes with super healing, but your pride certainly takes a hit as you are left standing there in the tattered, burned remains of your shirt with only your bra to hide your breasts from the dozen police officers in front of you. Blushing you quickly drop your heroic pose to cover your bra clad chest. You feel so embarrassed as the police officers go from being surprised by your appearance to laughing and giggling at you. You can feel several of them now undressing you further with their eyes as they chuckle and whisper to one another.

You try your hardest to compose yourself as you clear your throat. “Officers…” You say and ignore the ones still laughing at you. “I am Blink… here to help. What’s the situation?”

“Is stripping one of your superpowers or are you just happy to see us?” One of the laughing officers calls out.

“Show us your tits again! That’s how you can help Blink,” calls another who joins in laughing with the first.

“I have a ‘situation’ she can handle, if you know what I…”

A higher-ranking officer pushes her way through the jabbering and mocking group of police. “Hey you lot. Simmer down. Remember we do actually have a job to do here?” You feel a moment of relief before she turns her eyes on you and suddenly you feel like you are the one who is being reprehended. “And it is not to ogle half dressed super sluts.” The officers go from being looking like they are being told off to chuckling once more before she turns her glare on them. “Back to your posts and await orders.”

“Yes Captain,” they all snap before falling back in line, leaving her and you alone.

You get a moment to take in her appearance. Almost taller than you, which is saying something, wide shoulders, strong build, with brown, sun worn skin, probably around middle aged with a hard look in her dark eyes. She has a figure that fills out her uniform rather well with auburn hair under her police captain cap and freckles across her face. You feel a lump forming in your throat as you cannot help wondering what she would be like in bed. Damn, your powers really are working your body over double time. The side effect of arousal from mutant powers is very common. You need to think straight. Only as you snap out of it do you realise that she is waiting for you to say something.

“Huh?”

“I said ‘Did you want a brief on the situation?’” She asks you and all you can do is nod dumbly. She gives a sigh as her brow furrows. “You’re clearly new to all this so I’ll spell it out to you. Policy says we have to wait on our higher ups to make a move but you as the first mask on the scene means you get a crack at the situation first… it’s a dumb rule back from when you ‘heroes’ used to actually do something rather than get fucked and get in our way.” You can feel the annoyance in her tone as she eyes you up. “The basics of it is there are four bank robbers in there, all women, probably looking for some big, strong hero to come busting in and fuck them or get fucked or whatever game they are playing rather than the money. Either way they have innocent people hostage… at least six we can confirm. Two tellers and four customers. The approach is up to you, but we have the building surrounded so they are not making it out of the building. Just do me a favour, okay? Don’t let anyone get hurt in there?”

“Yes Ma’am,” you blurt out as she continues to stare you down. You feel so intimidated by her that you barely remember your lack of a shirt. You feel naked before her so what’s having your bra clad tits out compared to that? “But are you sure they are not after the money? I mean… they did hit a bank? What if they are trying to get out of there another way? Like through the sewers or something?”

“Listen kid.” You instantly resent that. You are an adult. 19 whole years old. You are not a kid. “I’ve been playing this game long enough to know how these things work. These women are so hyped up on just the idea of banging one of you super sluts that they’ll do anything but make off with the money. Just either make your attempt or get lost. I have actual work to do here.” And with that she turns her back on you before walking off.

You feel even more determined now to prove yourself as a hero. This is not all about sex… right? Surely there has to be some good you can do with these powers. You’ll show her. You’ll show them all that you can be a hero. Taking a deep breath, you look up the stairs of the bank to the open doors. No sign of anyone in the doorway. You could rush it and grab the hostages. No hostages means they have nothing to stop the police rushing in. Of course, you could also just as easily rush in and take out the bad guys. Super speed pushes are very good at doing that… not that you have had much experience with them. Or you could find another way in. But with your speed… you can be in and out of there before they even known what hit them. Time to pick an approach and get this over with. You can do this.

What's Your Approach?

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