Madame Veil returns

While Holy Smoke looked around to find something to either carry the semi-conscious Rocketgirl with, or to wake her up with, the blonde superheroine froze as she heard the sound of heels stepping on concrete floor.

"Marilyn Korolova... I know your sister... Decadence", hissed a woman approaching the red garbed heroine from the shadowed corner. "Good thing that camera is still on and I am still watching it."

"Step into the light where I can see you", demanded the superheroine known as Holy Smoke.

"Is that anyway to talk to a friend of your sister?” quipped the older woman known as Madame Veil, as she stepped into the light. She appeared to be in her late 50's, early 60's, but like that of a Hollywood actress that doesn't seem to age poorly. Her hair mostly gray, but could be seen as once being raven black and wearing burgundy, strapless dress that hugged her curves well. Her exposed arms ended with white satin and lace gloves that started at her forearms. Upon the lady's forehead was large red stone that was somehow socketed in. It looked like a ruby, but if so, was one of tremendous value for that size.

"Anyone who knows and does business with Ms. Decadence is no friend of mine.” shot back Holy Smoke as she lifted her ivory cigarette holder to her lips.

Soon, the smoke that hovered over the floor began to clump around Madame Veil's feet. Seconds later the cloud of white smoke shot up and appeared as tendrils that grabbed and wrapped around the long dress that covered Madame Veil's legs, as well as two more large tendrils that shot up and grabbed and wrapped out Veil's gloved arms, pinning the older woman to her she stood. Exhaling a cloud of smoke, the superheroine admired her work as Madame Veil, began to struggle from her bonds.

"How is this possible? It's just smoke!” shrieked Veil with a shocked and confused look on her face.

The blonde superheroine, with a confident look on her face begins to strut towards the trapped villainess, while continuing the make gestures with her free hand, keeping Veil bound to the floor. Madame Veil then begins to stare past Holy Smoke and focuses at looking at Rocketgirl, who is still lying on her back with her bodysuit of her costume back on. Madame Veil's ruby on her forehead began to glow and a faint glow began to surround Rocketgirl's still uncovered face.

"Attack Holy Smoke! Target her weaknesses!” telepathically commanded Veil to Rocketgirl.

"Humph. The silent treatment, eh. That won't stop me from getting what I want out of you. I've heard a little about you, Madame Veil, but from what it looks like, it all seems to be exaggerations.” quipped Holy Smoke as Veil communicated to a weakened mind-state of Rocketgirl.

"Oh, really? We'll see about that, you big titted, pious tart!” said Veil in a catty tone.

Holy Smoke stood in front of Madame Veil. The red garbed superheroine lifted her ivory cigarette holder to take a drag of smoke, but before she could exhale a cloud of smoke into Madame Veil's face, a silver flash darted from the table Rocketgirl was lying on and appeared behind Holy Smoke. A possessed Rocketgirl reached from behind and clamped her hand over Holy's mouth and nose. With her other hand, the controlled Rocketgirl began to send many of fast jabs all over Holy Smoke's breasts, knowing that they were her weakness. Holy's face was showing panic and desperation as she was no longer able to concentrate on restraining Madame Veil, coupled with the grimacing and wincing from the speedy blows to her bloated, but firm, boobs from Rocketgirl. The binding tendrils that were surrounding Madame Veil subsided, allowing Veil to snatch the ivory cigarette holder out of the hands of the crimson superheroine. Madame Veil began to look deep into Holy's sapphire blue eyes, while a faint red glow engulfed the blonde heroine's face. Veil quickly probed Holy Smoke's mind for any weakness she could target.

"Ah, so now I know your weakness too... Same as your sisters'", murmured Madame Veil under her breath.

Rocketgirl removed her hand from Holy Smoke's face, causing the blonde superheroine to hunch over and cough out the smoke that was meant to leave her lungs moments ago. Grabbing the shoulders of Holy's red garb, Rocketgirl yanked down hard, pulling the shoulders of the dress down onto her arms, trapping Holy's upper arms to her sides.

"Rocketgirl! Cough, cough, cough... What are you doing!?” Holy managed to get out between coughs.

Rocketgirl continued to pull down on the costume's shoulders, allowing for Holy Smoke's two large breasts to fall out. Holy's chest already showed red marks from the pummeling from earlier.

"What? No bra for those big jugs, Holy Smoke!” howled Madame Veil at the embarrassed superheroine.

Rocketgirl then reached under Holy's arms to grab and hold the undersides of each of the blonde superheroine's boobs and lifted them upwards, as if trying to shove them up into Holy's face.

"No! Let go of my holy bosom, you fiend!” Shouted Holy Smoke.

Madame Veil just grinned as Rocketgirl began to crush Holy's large, soft breasts into each other, forcing Holy's mouth into an O as she moaned from the pressure on her sensitive tits.

"Please... stop this...” begged Holy.

"Oh, not so powerful without this, eh?” commented Veil as she held Holy's ivory cigarette holder, the cigarette still smoldering at the end of it. Madame Veil's eyes flashed as she stubbed the end of the cigarette out on one of Holy's tits.

Holy Smoke's face spasmed into a silent scream from the pain that shot from her chest as the supervillain chuckled to herself as how pathetic her victim is. Veil dropped the extinguished cigarette holder to the ground while Rocketgirl let go of Holy's tits and grabbed the blonde superheroine's upper arms. Severely weakened by the **** to her bosom, Holy couldn't put up any worthy fight.

"Well, now that we took the fight out of you, Holy, your body will now give itself up to me more easily.” hissed the villainess. Madame Veil grabs the base of one of Holy's swollen breasts and lifts it up to her lips. Holy Smoke looks down in disgust, not understanding what is about to happen.

"I bet no one has sucked on your boobs like this before...” smirked Veil as she opened wide and sucked down on the superheroine's nipple and areola of her tit. Suddenly a glow of red appeared around Holy's breast. Veil's ruby glowed brightly as Holy began to feel a warm and overly-erotic feeling come over her and her chest. All of a sudden, the once prudish and pious superheroine began to moan and scream like a young pornstar. However, after a few moments, the warmth and eroticism turned to ache and pain and as Holy looked down, she saw that her breast that was once large and firm, is now deflated, soft, and sagging.

Madame Veil stopped sucking and looked up at the superheroine. Holy Smoke noticed how Veil's face began to look younger, and that her hair started to go from gray back to a raven black color. Although she couldn't see it, Holy's face started to look a little sunk in and her hair started to have gray chunks show up in it.

"Hope you weren't too proud of these titties, babe. I'm about to suck all the life out of them... and you!” cackled the supervillainess. Rocketgirl just continued to hold Holy in her place, but her senses were starting to return as Veil released her mental hold on the silver clad superheroine, in order to start draining Holy Smoke.

Madame Veil grabbed the superheroine's other breast and put it in her mouth to drain it. Again, waves of eroticism started with Holy Smoke, but soon changed to an ache as her tit became deflated and sagging.

"No! My holy bosom! They're ruined! How could you!” yelled Holy as Madame Veil finished suckling the superheroine's soft boob. Holy looked at Veil again and noticed that she looked like she was in her 20's now. Her face was pale and unblemished, and her hair was shiny and black. Veil's body was now similar to what Holy's was small waist line and a large set of firm breasts that were barely hugged in by her dress.

"You should worry about those boobs of yours, honey. Perhaps you should look in a mirror?” replied Madame Veil.

By now, Rocketgirl had let go of Holy Smoke, trying to regain her senses. This allowed Holy to turn around, where she caught a glance of herself reflecting on the metal table behind her. Holy's face and body resembled that of a 60 year old. Her once blonde hair was almost all gray, her face was sunken in, and wrinkles began to appear.

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Holy falls to her knees in tears to what she has seen.

"Well... that was easy.” quipped Madame Veil.