Lilith

Heading down the elevator to the sub levels of the Baxter Building, Alicia stepped out and sighed at what she found. No longer crowded with dozens of her and Susan’s shared children, the place looked more like a barren cave with only a few of her kids picking up any remaining books left behind by their mother and moving everything back upstairs. At the far end of the lair, Alicia smirked when she found Susan’s daughter posing in front of a mirror wearing one of her mother’s dresses, the thing skin-tight over her curvaceous build.

“Lilith, why aren’t you upstairs with the rest of your siblings?” Asked Alicia, crossing her arms under her bust at the young woman. When Lilith had exited her chrysalis days ago, she was certainly a handful, Susan had to **** feed the anaphrodisiac to her to keep the girl from tackling one of her siblings. Sharing her mother’s build and figure, Lilith looked like the spitting image of her mother in black hair and dark skin. Turning and posing in front of the stained mirror, the woman sighed and tossed her silky black hair over her tanned shoulder. Turning to look back at Alicia, Lilith rolled her eyes. “Up there, with them? All they’re doing right now is watching the game.” Turning back to the mirror, Lilith made another pose, showing off her impressive bust through the v-cut of the dress’s top before turning to show off her long legs and heart-shaped rear. “I want to be where mom is, I bet she’s having more fun than I am right now.”

“Well…, if we’re lucky there might be a show of your mother at the fashion show, come on girl just come upstairs.”

Huffing in annoyance, Lilith turned and eventually joined Alicia at the elevator. “Fine… She’s probably having the time of her life there.”

“Oh, I doubt that.”

*

Susan Storm was having the night of her life! So far, the fashion show had been going for over two hours and already it was a hit. Susan had been the center piece of most of Janet’s best works. She had worn casual wear, business attire, exercise spandex, all of it designed by Janet Van Dyne and in some cases tailored to Susan’s statuesque physique.

Walking down the catwalk in a custom-made gown designed to show off her long legs, she strode down the runway with cameras flashing with each step she made, a hand at her broad hip smiling when she made it to the end, posing and showing off her perfect figure by bending at the waist and show off her button laced chest to the flashing cameras and turning to walk back down the other end, her smile never left her ruby lips the entire time. Passing by another model, the woman kept a stern face, but she could tell the look in her eyes was intense jealousy. Giggling to herself even as she left the catwalk, Susan got a little thrill in the idea that other women were jealous of her beauty. She had the impression that she was attractive but never took too much thought into it, but after her infection she went from attractive to flat-out gorgeous, and now she knew it!

Entering the changing room, all around her the other models looked back at her with blushing cheeks or frowning lips. Her enhanced hearing could pick up that some believed she only got the part because she was best friends with Janet… And for the most part they would have been right. But she also heard whispers, whispers asking how she could have fake tits that looked so real, or how a woman in her forties looked half her own age, or what her work out routine had to be to get the body of an MMA fighter and a porn queen all wrapped up in the same package!

Snorting with a short chuckle, Susan shook her head and pulled her hair free over her new attire; a blue string bikini with laces that made intricate patterns in the shape of a heart over her cleavage that joined a silk collar around her neck and traced down her naval and back to join her bottoms with a blue and white silk shawl that tied around her ample waist and a second smaller one around her shoulders like a miniature cape, both sheets of cloth showing the same heart patterns in silver with the bikini. With the swimsuit display beginning, Susan was the first to step out and make her way down the catwalk, her lips pursed into a wider smile as the photographers picked up in speed taking pictures of her. Compared to the women trailing behind her, she was a goddess in the flesh.

Noticing her husband Reed sitting at the front of the crowd, Susan purred to herself at the sight of the man worshipping her with his eyes like all the other men drooling around him. Getting a naughty thrill from the experience, Susan stood at the end of the catwalk, posing back and forth to show her toned long legs and bending down to show off her chest, blowing a kiss to Reed before turning and sashaying back down the aisle, causing every man in the front row to cheer. ‘bitch!’ she heard one of the models whisper as they crossed paths on the catwalk, but instead of getting angry, the blond beauty only brought the back of her to her lips to hold back a laugh.

She felt incredible!

When the show had ended, Janet had come on stage with a microphone in hand, smiling and waving to the applauding audience and photographers who continued to take pictures. “THANK YOU EVERYONE FOR ATTENDING, YOUR DONATIONS ARE VERY MUCH APPRECIATED AND WE HOPE TO SEE YOU AGAIN NEXT YEAR!” The crowd at the show cheered while the diminutive woman smiled, waved and bowed back to the crowd. “BEFORE WE GO, I’D LIKE TO GIVE A BIG THANK YOU TO SUSAN STORM FOR ATTENDING THE SHOW! COME OUT HERE GIRL, TAKE A BOW!” Steeping out of the curtain and waving to the cheering crowd, Janet hugged Susan close and tightly with the taller woman smiling and waving back to the crowd. “Thanks for all this Janet, it was fun.” Susan whispered in Janet’s ear. “Oh no! What’s fun is going be the after party, THANK YOU ALL EVERYONE! THANKS FOR COMING.”