Super-Haberdashery

3:25 pm

You finally have the writing off your tummy; makeup remover did the trick, just like the internet said it would. You get back to your room and are staring at your new wardrobe choices when the doorbell rings. You throw on your bathrobe, ignoring the tag hanging off the lapel, and head down to answer.

It's Blossom from Delicia's; she has a discreet shopping bag.

"I brought your you-know-what. Made from the same pattern as the original, but with the nylon-reinforced fabric like you wanted the first time and the 'other touches' you asked for."

"Thanks Bloss, you're a lifesaver! Come on in while I try it on."

Once in the living room with the sheers drawn you drop your robe and take the new costume out of your bag. As expected, it looks exactly like the old one, except the fabric is slightly firmer and stretchier. As well, there's an absorbent panel built into the crotch and the fabric is slightly thinner over your nipples.

"What about the boots and gloves?"

"Won't be ready for a day or two. Sorry." She gives you a quick tap on the pubes. "Good to see the protection didn't hide where the camel stands."

She's right; the bulges of your labia are still pretty obvious. At least there won't be a permanent wet spot there; that was an unforeseen consequence of the hero biz.

"Now to show you how well it works." Blossom starts rubbing your groin.

You respond playfully, "You nasty girl!"

As she rubs you the moisture wicks away from your skin; most importantly it doesn't wet the suit. CUNT-Ball assists her and very shortly it passes the spread-legs and lots-of-fluid tests. Also, your nipple buds are more visible due to the thinner and tighter fabric covering them. Just about anything with genitals will be staring.

As you're lying there letting your loins calm down Blossom asks, "So is it true that supers have more sex"

"You would not believe it."

"Can I be your sidekick?"

"Do you have any powers?"

"No, but I'm really good at being tied up and menaced. And I can whimper really plaintively."

"How does that help me fight crime?"

"That wasn't the part I wanted to help with."

You think for a few moments and a plan starts to form. You grin wickedly.

"Actually..."

5:09 pm

The Prudence Motel sits on the edge of town in the trucker park. It's a classic two-story motor hotel with parking out front and, more importantly, soundproof rooms. The place is a contradiction in terms: it's sleazy, unkempt, and run-down, but meticulously clean with all the modern conveniences. When it isn't being used as a low-class motel in movies, it has room rental by the hour.

Blossom is lying naked on her back, wrists and ankles attached to the four corners of the bedstead by soft climbing rope. There's a little swirl of whipped cream on each breast and a bigger swirl over her shaved crotch. You carefully set a cherry on top.

"Are you sure this is going to work, Maya?"

"Perfectly. That's why I booked the reservation within easy earshot of the bugs in my bedroom."

"How do you know your bedroom is bugged."

"I'd put bugs there; cameras too, but she may not have had time for that."

"And you're naked because...?"

"I don't want her to know I have the new costume. Now, I don't know when she's going to arrive, so start acting scared now."

"Oh, save me!"

"Cut the melodrama; just pretend somebody's making sexual advances on you." You start teasing her soaking little twat.

"More!"

"Unwanted sexual advances."

She giggles, then drops into her scared sidekick character. "No, please! Please don't do that, Miss Nudge!"