Yes.

The Purple Paragon’s lip quivered as she stood completely still, the knife pressed against the collar of her costume. She knew what it’d mean to let Fonzie cut it off of her: That she was shedding her identity as Star Lake’s guardian and a superheroine. The one thing that had meant more to her than anything else. And yet, after all she’d been through, she realized that she didn’t want it anymore.

"Well then, I guess you won't be needing this anymore," Fonzie declared as she took the blade and carefully cut down the front of it, slicing it apart and sending the torn pieces to the floor. With this done, she looked upon Starslip, seeing her completely nude, save for her mask, skirt, and boots. The young woman blushed hard as the gangster looked up and down her body, from her perky breasts, to her modest child-bearing hips and trimmed-yet-fuzzy pussy.

“Mmm, such a sexy thing…!” Tammy moaned, putting the knife away and reaching down to stroke the blonde fuzz above the young woman’s entryway, making Cassie whimper. “I always knew you had a killer body underneath that silly costume. You should have let me slice it apart years ago.”

She Who Slips Through Star Lake could hardly make a coherent reply as she felt her pubic hair being softly toyed with. She’d never had anyone touch her like this, ever. The fact that it was Alfonso, of all people, touching her in such a manner, was mind-boggling. But then, that was the point: She wanted to be bad, and who better to make her bad than the Devil of Star Lake?

"Tell the truth," Fonzie said with a smirk, slipping a digit past the blonde’s labia, making her cry out in lust. "You wanted this that first night we met, didn't you? When I had you pinned against the sidewalk?”

Cassie gulped hard as she thought back to that night. She hadn’t given it much thought, but HAD she wanted her that night? It wasn’t really a question she considered much, but was it possible that that was where her desire began?