Galacta’s Superhero Beatdown

Mega Girl flew at top speeds towards the military compounds, leaving trails of smoke behind her. Her body broke through the air creating bangs from her supersonic speed. It felt good to be so powerful, though her large ass and breasts, perky in her 18 years of age, dampened her aerodynamics a bit.

"I can't be true...!" She thought, with gritted teeth, as she made her way towards the base in the desert, where she found it to be completely destroyed. "No!" And all the superheroes who'd been summoned there, one by one, had been wrecked and destroyed. "What the... how??"

Mega Girl was shocked and dismayed, but she didn't need to wait a lot to see who the culprit of all that destruction was – and how powerful she truly was.

"What the fuck??"

Mega Girl stopped, hovering quietly in the air, and looked at what seemed to be a copy of herself a mile ahead.

A woman very similar to herself, more than a lookalike, almost a clone, rose from the ground while grabbing Tank Man in her hand.

Tank Man was a 10ft-tall, 6,000-pound muscled black man with iron and steel armor all over his formidable muscles.

He was bleeding and squirming as half of his armor had been peeled off and his bones showed through his wrecked and mangled limps.

The enemy grabbed him by the throat and slapped him for fun like a little bitch.

Blam!! Blam!! Boom!!

Mega Girl gulped, seeing the shock waves burst from the enemy's palm every time she slapped the once formidable hero. "No...!"

When the enemy rose high enough, hovering at about the same height at Mega Girl, she stopped and looked at the newly arrived hero, and then the biggest, most sadistic smile grew on her face.

"Oh, look at who's got here just in time!" She crushed Tank Man's throat harder, making his legs kick and squirm in the air. "I was just getting tired of playing with these toys." She tightened her grip further. Blood overflowed from Tank Man's mouth. "How have you been, worm? Grown bigger since last time we met, I see."

Mega Girl saw her looking at her breasts, which she quickly and reflexively covered with her arms, grunting and blushing. "You....!" She gritted her teeth and tried to look as fiery as she could, but next to that woman, she looked but like a little kitty; a fresher and softer version of her more mature being. "I beat you!"

"Yes, that's quite right, but this was also a long, long time ago."

"How did you escape??" She roared. "And what do you want this time?"

The enemy woman smirked, and then she tortured Tank Man further with her grip. The giant black bull used the last of his energies to kick her and punch her, but not an inch of her body moved, and even though shock waves came from his punches, the woman appeared to literally not notice what he was doing – something that sent a chill down Mega Girl's spine.

"Last time, I was on a mission. My handlers were... greatly suppressing my powers." She spoke, and she made the bones of Tank Man's throat crack as she instinctively crushed it. "This will no longer be a problem. You see, I killed them all. After you sent me back to that place, that prison..." She gritted her teeth, and for once, some expression other than cockiness graced her face. An expression of anger and hate. "They tried to put me on ****, keep crushing me and suppressing my powers, but the thing is... even they didn't expect my powers to keep growing at that rate. Neither did I."

Tank Man squirmed pathetically on her grip. His kicks and punches became weaker and weaker, and soon enough, he couldn't even reach her body, which was so solid it was like a fixed point in space; not even the full blast of a supernova could move her an inch from where she was, it seemed.

"I felt my muscles getting denser. The fibers multiplying and weaving together, clustering in a way that my physical appearance didn't change much – though I did grow taller and beefier, as you can see."

She winked, and yes, Mega Girl could see that her rival was taller and more muscular than before, though not by an outrageous degree. Mega Girl herself had grown more, though she still remained a bit shorter and leaner than that woman.

That bitch.

That... goddess.

"Power Woman!" She hissed through gritted teeth, then muttered more angrily the other name by which that bitch was known: "Galacta!"

The bitch smirked, and her fingers cracked more of Tank Man's bones.

His limbs went limp. The final threads of his energy were leaving, dissolving…

"Aww, you remember." She winked again. "Good. Save us time with introductions."

Mega Girl gnarled like an angry bitch, and then she barked an order: "Let him go!"

"Oh? Who?" Galacta was legitimately confused, and only when she looked at her hand did she remember what she was doing and who she was torturing. "Oh, yes. This little thing."

She cast him aside, threw him over her shoulder, like he was nothing.

Tank Man fell, fell, and fell, and his giant body crashed on a pile of hundreds of defeated superheroes.

Booom!!

Mega Girl gulped when she saw the mass of beaten heroes grow by another body. "Holy f-" This were almost all the heroes of the Super League, and at least a dozen of them had enough power individually to destroy the whole planet if they saw it fit. "Shit!"

Galacta clasped her hands, throwing off the dust, dirt, and blood that had gathered on them. "There. I was tired playing with him anyway." She looked at Mega Girl and licked her fat, aggressively red lips. "I have grown a bit too powerful for my own good. I remember the time when a few dozen of these superheroes would have beaten me." Her tone became graver, and her purrs angrier and more bitter. "You and your two other gal pals beat me. Puny little things!" She clicked her tongue. "I was mopping the floor with your face before those two heroes shows up, and I could have destroyed you all if my handlers hadn't intervened."

Mega Girl didn't bother to respond. She was afraid.

Her heartbeat was rising and her blood was warming up. She assumed a defensive stance, raising her fists while also seeing them shaking – if just a tiny bit.

"You're right to be scared, 'cause today, I'm not here to do anyone's bidding." Galacta cracked her neck, and the muscles swelled from her collarbone to the middle of her throat, spreading out veins that pulsated with scorching blood.

Pump! Pump! Pump!

Her entire body throbbed with power – and by god, SHE WAS RIPPED!

Mega Girl was as scared as she was aroused by Galacta's superior physique. She still looked like a supermodel, very fit and not at all bulk, but every inch of her body aside from her boobs and butt was pure, condensed muscle, and Mega Girl could see that the bitch was much harder, denser, and solid than she was, almost as if her body was made of titanium compared to Mega Girl's steel.

"Holy fuck..." She gulped. She herself was incredibly ripped and fit, but Galacta was shredded on a whole other level, almost to an insane degree.

Mega Girl had a tightly-packed, super sexy six-pack abs. Galacta had a twelve-pack.

Mega Girl was beefed up like a fitness cover model. Galacta was ripped like a figure from a muscle anatomy textbook, with the individual fibers and striations of her body plain and visible to the naked eye even a mile away!

Moreover, Galacta was more of a WOMAN than Mega Girl could ever hope to be. Mega Girls' SS-cup breasts were mogged by Galacta's ZZZZ-ones.

She had always been the busty one, that bitch, but now her breasts had become even more colossal, almost abominable, and that bitch knew exactly the effect they had on anyone, especially so sexily compressed on her white, bloodstained spandex.

"Yeah, I've grown a lot bigger here." She made a C motion with each of her hands around her giant boobs. Though she shook her chest a little, the boobs barely moved. Rock-solid, they looked like, more so than even more of her muscles. "I didn't even need to use them to escape. I was thinking about seducing my captors. They all beat their meats to my naked body, especially when I was being tortured and ****. Sick, perverted stuff, as you know. Men and their fetishes, am I right?" She gloated. "But I didn't need this. Little by little, I felt my power growing, and instead of showing it, I hid it away. I held it back and feigned weakness, innocence, letting their run their sick experiments on me until the time was right."

She locked eyes deeper on Mega Girl, who felt another, colder chill run down her spine and concentrate around her bladders, which she felt the urge to empty in FEAR.

"Turns out I waited way longer than I needed. By the time I was done, the whole place had crumbled into a crater, not a trace of the lab left. Their guards and their robots, as juiced up on performance enhancing **** as they were, all turned to mush in my hands like... I wasn't even trying, you know." She giggled. "1,300 soldiers and scientists. 1,300 corpses." She grinned. "The whole place was the size of a city. An underground compound 56 miles deep in the core of the Earth. The pressure alone would have killed most of these heroes." She pointed down at the pile of vanquished foes. "But not me. I destroyed everything, killed everybody, and escaped the core of the Earth in under two minutes."

"You...!" For once, Mega Girl was more confused than anything else. "Twenty minutes, you mean."

"No." Galacta smirked, and then she raised a hand with only two fingers outstretched. "Two minutes. I needed only two minutes to free myself, and then I figured out I just cause enough of a scene to get your attention – which I did."

Mega Girl glanced at the pile of heroes, then back at her foe, and gulped.

Galacta laughed, hearing her enemy's heartbeat race.

"You know, last time they measured me, I was able to bench press a quarter of Earth's mass – and that was with me doing everything in my power to hold back, and pumped up with all sorts of nasty, hideous inhibitors." She made a disgusted grimace. "They were starting to get suspicious, so I decided it was time to free myself." She looked around, almost disappointed with how quick and easy everything had been up to that point. "I expected a bit more resistance. I thought I'd even lose a limb or two, but no." She rubbed her fist on her lips. "They didn't even make me bleed!"

She raised her fist, and the only red in it was from her lipstick (which she seemed to produce naturally) and her enemy's blood.

Mega Girl had a very good look at her body, and no, she couldn't spot a single tear, not one solitary scar on her impressive physique.

The bitch was intact and untouched like a goddess, and even though Mega Girl knew not a single one of her bones had been broke, she couldn't look at them to confirm it, for her X-ray vision did not work on her!

Galacta seemed far above and beyond her powers. She knew, from the moment she saw her, that she was much stronger than the last time they met... but not SO MUCH stronger!

"Holy shit..." Mega Girl shivered, and as the gaping chasm between their power levels dawned on her, she was afflicted by doubt – and cowardice. "I need to call help."

Galacta shook her head, though, reading her mind and bashing her hopes: "Oh, no, sistah. Today, right now, it's just you and mean."

She cracked her fists. Bang!! Bang!! Shock waves ripped from her arms as her giant breasts swelled and jumped.

"It's been years since I've been planning my ****, and I've got to confess, I'm very curious!" She stretched out one arm, then flexed it.

PUMP!!

Her bicep grew and her tricep exploded big enough to threaten to rip her spandex apart – but, miracurously, her clothes seemed to be the only thing there stronger than she was.

Mega Girl dropped her jaw at the sight of Galacta's swollen muscles, and giant veins rippled along her solid physique, throbbing loudly with every beat of her heart.

"I haven't got the chance to go all-out... until now." She relaxed her muscles and looked back at Mega Girl, now with a truly predatory gaze. "So help me test my real power, vermin, on top of me getting my ****!"

Before Mega Girl could say anything…

... before she could even finish blinking…

... Galacta materialized in front of her and sank a fist on her tummy.

And all of reality ceased to be.

And everything around her turned white – and blood red.