Getting high on life... And Kryptonite.

Wide eyed and breathing in the scent of the room, Lois had to gulp to hold back the sliver of drool that nearly escaped her lips. All around her was the tantalizing green glow of Kryptonite fueled power packs, batteries, fuel cells and ammunition all around her. Taking a few steps, she did not know where to start until her hand reached out on its own and plucked a small power cell off the rack and brought it to her nose to sniff and inhale the radioactive scent. To her, it was the scent of mint mixed with the sensation of static charge that left goosebumps down her neck and made her shiver. Having waited long enough, she bit into the small metal object where the room glowed an intense green from the energies bleeding out before being sucked in past her lips. In just a scant few seconds, the glow disappeared, and Lois dropped the now empty cannister to the ground as she savoured the taste and rush of power flow through her.

Fluttering her eyes, she hugged herself tightly as she felt the burn of energy flow down her chest and into her arms and legs. Breathing hard and building with excitement, she reached for another, and another, and another. Time blurred for the woman as she fed off the energy packs in her hands, the influx of energy making her green eyes glow. Reaching for the rack again, she found the thing empty with a dozen empty power cells littered around her feet. Shrugging her shoulders, she moved on to the next rack and began to feed on more. Then sensation never lost its potency whenever she bit into a battery pack or ripped the metal cap off a fuel cannister and downed it like a pint of beer in one gulp. All the while the rush of energy she felt only grew and built to intensity. After her fifth pint of the glowing radioactive fluid, Lois gasped and gripped at a table’s edge to right herself as she felt a crescendo of power rush through her. Fluttering her eyes and gripping the metal table with such intensity, she was not even aware of how her fingers dug into the metal like soft clay. She could feel the sleeves of her lab coat grow tight on her arms and the back of that coat and her buttoned uniform blouse become almost skin-tight over her frame. It was not until she heard stitching pop and break and the seams to her coat’s shoulders burst open to reveal her button shirt underneath did it dawn on her that she was growing.

But when the high relented, she barely cared about that. Pulling off the offending coat with the same ease as tearing tissue paper, Lois went right back to feeding off the remaining kryptonite stores in front of her.

*

Meanwhile, in the security booth at the research facility…

Sipping at his coffee and scribbling down a report of the last inspection of the facility before his shift ended, the security guard did a last check of the cameras throughout the complex when he spotted something odd at camera 8. Leaning back with confusion and a raised eyebrow, the man turned to look over his chair to the other security officer behind him.

“Hey Lou, take a look at this.”

“Yeah, yeah, what you found this time? Another guy dumping trash in the recycling aga… What the fuck?!”

Both guards sat confused at the sight of an intruder in the kryptonite storage room EATING the material raw like a starving loon placed in front of a buffet table. Watching on, they did not know how to process the image of the woman guzzling kryptonite fuel like it was water from a fuel cell before tossing it across the room and reaching for another.

“They HELL is she doing?! Is she crazy?”

“I thought that stuff was harmless to people.”

“Not if you DRINK it… Geez, look at her go. How is she still standing? And how hasn’t her hair fallen out yet?”

Shaking his head in disbelief, the guard gathered his equipment and stepped out of the booth, looking back at the other guard with him.

“Call the others and set the alarm, hopefully we’re dealing with a nutcase who’s stomach we have to pump to avoid a lawsuit.”

*

Finishing off a cannister of kryptonite fluid and tossing it across the room with enough strength to crumple the metal cannister and chip the stone of the wall it collided with, Lois breathed in sharply and hugged herself as she savoured the heat of energy course down her heaving chest and flow into her body. In the span of just half an hour she had completely picked clean the room of all its kryptonite stores. Breathing hot steam from her mouth, she wandered around the cleaned-out storage room until she found a reflective surface off the wall to get a better look at herself.

She looked… Taller. She was not sure by how much, but by the amount of skin showing at the space between her shoes and pant leg it had to have been a few inches. The bun to her hair had come undone at some point in her frenzy, now flowing down her back and shoulders. Blinking, her hands caressed down her neck and swoon from the sweat that had made her skin slick, bringing her hands lower to trace down her blouse to discover it had burst open by at least three buttons during her feeding frenzy, now exposing cleavage belonging to G-cup breasts that struggled against the ruins of her bra with their mass and threaten to pierce the fabric of her top with her nipples.

Lowering her hands to her stomach, she should have been bloated to the size of a cow with the amount of kryptonite fluid and crystals she had ingested. Instead, her stomach was flat as a board and rock hard with abdominal muscles that were firm to the touch. If anything, the rest of her had become just as athletic and muscular. Looking over her shoulder, she found the sleeves up to the hem of her shoulder had split open to give room to her toned arms. A split had formed in the shirt behind her back after it failed to contain the rest of her body expanding with growing strength. Turning her attention down over the slopes of her breasts and to her legs, she found her hips and thighs had expanded along with the rest of her, solid in their physique and unyielding when she pressed a thumb over her pale skin. The seams to her pants had also ripped at the hemline and her shoes had burst open at some point in her feeding, freeing her wriggling toes to the air.

She looked like Big Barda after trying to squeeze into some office attire, posing with a hand at her thigh and her other tossing her hair, she smiled back at her reflection where her green eyes continued to give off the same glow as the kryptonite she imbibed. She felt amazing, she LOOKED amazing, right now she felt like she could lift a bus over her head, and with the last display of power she showed, she very well could. Not only that, but the heat that filled her body never left her. She almost felt **** with the warmth coursing through her chest and loins, she never felt so alive, wanted to… To…

“HALT! Stay right there, missy!”

Looking over her shoulder at the sound of the voice making demands and narrowing her eyes over the shaking leaf of a man pointing a pistol at her, Lois found herself smiling back at the security officer staring down a proverbial amazon and flare her nostrils. Turning to face him and tilt her hip to rest a hand at her side, Lois looked the man over and idly scratch a finger over her chest.

“Oooh, a big STRONG man in a uniform, you remind me of my husband.”

Sauntering towards the security officer and grabbing hold of a metal table and tossing it out of her way startled the guard into firing upon her until his clip was emptied. But all that did was pepper her skin and have spent bullets fall to the floor to be stepped over by the taller woman. Cornering the man as he continued to point the empty pistol and pull the trigger repeatedly in a futile gesture before she plucked the offending thing out of his hands and crushed it like tinfoil in her hand and toss it over her shoulder. With her other hand she slammed it against the brick wall behind the guard with enough **** to cause the brickwork to crack.

“Mmm… Blew your load already? What else could you fire off, hmm?