Nasty has been defeated...but at high cost for him.

San Angeles University. Today

Bryce was sat at the end of the aula, trying to focus his confused mind on the lesson that miss Nakagawa was explaining to hundreds of students. His eyes, as the eyes of another hundred of male pupils, roam over the incredible voluptuous body of the middle aged teacher. Hitomi wore her black mane in a bun...her enormous bust, covered by a white, extremely clingy white silk blouse, bounced mesmerize as her hands move along the chalkboard, writing easily series of long, complex equations...so complex but less interesting than the curvy buttocks and legs, barely covered by a short, clingy skirt that just covered till the middle of her sculptural legs, stylized by stilettos.

Her eyes, covered by glasses, looked at the crowd behind her from time to time, ignoring the libido, envy and jealous that her body...and intelligence , awoke on her audience. But those almond-shaped green eyes looked at Bryce never once. Their relationship had changed in a dramatic way three days ago, after their confrontation with the evil spirit of Anastasya, the Daughter of Evil, one of the former foes of him. Though they had prevailed, Bryce couldn´t understand what had happened next....

Three days ago.

Nasty´s spirit had been exorcized of our plane one more time. Completely exhausted, Bryce and Hitomi laid, nude on the floor of his bathroom. Though the unnatural cold and fog that had filled the room during the apparition of the Daughter of Evil on this plane was disappearing fast once she had been expelled, the sculptural bodies of both lovers were still trembling due to the experience suffered. Especially, Bryce´s muscular body, whose ultra body had suffered the whole power of the insidious Nasty.

-"Hit...Hit...omi....".-Muttered the ultra young, felling the busty body of her lover close to her. Though barely conscious, Bryce realized that Hitomi was free of the influence of the dark sprint that had possessed her body. But his own body was spent and still cold as an iceberg. gathering his scarce strength, the ultra young tried to embrace her but his swollen, carved ultra muscles didn´t obey him. In fact, every cell of his body seems made of pure lead.-

• "Hit...omi...".-Muttered Bryce one more time, realizing as her mature lover, whose almond shaped eyes had opened, looked at him with a exhausted smile on her lips.-"Bryce...".-Whispered Hitomi. But a second later, the Asian teacher realized something was wrong with him. His muscular flesh was cold and pale as a corpse.

Bryce could see as a grim of pure concern crossed the face of her lover while, clumsily, the incredible voluptuousness that Hitomi was, dragged her athletic and extremely well stacked body, climbing to him and falling on his chiseled torso, abdominals and legs. The ultra young could feel the warmness of her heavy, massive, tender boobs right on his pectorals, the firmness of her flat abdominals on his ripple ones, her shapely legs on his muscular ones, her long fingers rubbing his massive biceps and forearms, her breathe on his face in a attempt of heating his cold ultra body.

Totally spent, Bryce was unable to reply to Hitomi´s attentions. He wanted to feel the firmness of her athletic flesh under his hands, slide and knead his large hands on her rounded buttocks....ram her with his cock the whole night. But his ultra body was frozen, deprived of energy.

-"You...won´t die...today....".-Whispered Hitomi, kissing him, rubbing every square inch of Bryce´s muscular body faster and faster as she found her own body stronger and stronger. And, little by little, the ultra young felt as heat returned to his ultra body.

-"Hitomi....".-Bryce could finally said, sleepy, getting to place his right hand on Hitomi´s chiseled hip. And, with the feeling of Hitomi´s flesh under his hand, the ultra young fell asleep, with the tender, silky skin of her mature Asian lover rubbing, heating and arousing his nude body.

When, hours later, Bryce awoke, the ultra young realized that he was on his bed, with a massive erection between his groins...and alone. His ultra muscular was still aching and spend, but nothing to worry about due to his ultra powers.-"Hitomi?...HITOMI????".-Yelled Bryce. But her lover didn´t answered him. Then, his eyes fell over a note on his night table.-"Sorry Bryce... But I need time to think about our relationship. I love you. Hitomi."

The ultra young blinked twice, unable to believe what he was reading on the note.-"Is she breaking up with me? Why?".-Wondered Bryce surprised. Though extremely intelligent, Bryce´s mind was unable to understand the reason of that note.

Immediately, feeling every fiber of his muscles on the point to break, Bryce stood on his feet and, as fast as he could, he went downstairs to call her.-"This is a mistake....".-Bryce was thinking as his fingers dialed Hitomi´s phone number.

But there was no mistake about Hitomi´s words.-"I love you, Bryce but....but I think I am not the kind of woman you need...You...you deserve....".-Hitomi had said him, almost sobbing. But no other reason had been said on that conversation.-"Please, Bryce....we...have to be...separate each other....That´s that´s the best....for both of us...".-Hitomi had finally said him, ignoring Bryce´s reasons, before hanging up her phone.

San Angeles University. Today

Three days had passed since that and Bryce was still unable to understand that his relationship with the most intelligent and impressive woman the ultra hero had ever met (Apart of his mother, Ultra Mom), had broken up with him.- "Why? What Hitomi had seen on his mind when their minds had been linked?".-Bryce was lost on those thoughts, unable to focus his mind on the explaining of the Asian bombshell that had been his girl friend.

On silence, Bryce stood on his feet and left the aula, thinking about what to do next.