Power Girl

Damian moved to select his father's character but the game glitched or he didn't do something right. The usual darkness surrounded him but something was off. His loading screen didn't display his father whipping someone's ass, it showed Power Girl floating triumphantly above the clouds. That was odd. Maybe father updated the game to show more than just the loading screen of the character you pick? That seemed kind of pointless to put in that much extra effort for a combat simulation only a few people would ever use.

Unlike the other scenarios he was used to, Damian wasn't immediately thrusted into combat. He felt groggy, like he was just now waking up from a good night's sleep. His alarm was blaring, which made him groan and reach his hand out from under the covers and slam the snooze button. He rolled over onto his back, feeling the silky sheets against his body. Wait... silk?

Damian peaked out from under the covers to see he was in a pristine penthouse apartment. The view of Metropolis was just outside his window while on the inside he saw a vanity table, a walk-in closet loaded with female clothing and shoes, pictures on the wall of a familiar looking blonde woman, and the whole room had a disgustingly sweet smell to it. The pink and white decor didn't help either. The whole place looked like it belonged to some rich chick. Why was he there? He was supposed to be training for combat, wasn't he?

Damian shoved the blanket off of his body and gasped when he saw he was wearing a lacy black bra and matching panties. The cups remained empty, though, the underwear fitting very loosely. His face turned as red as Superman's heat vision. This was some sort of horrible mistake. The game must've glitched. Yeah, that's it. All he has to do is pull up the menu. hit the exit button, and get out of there and act like this never happened!

The embarrassed boy wonder stripped out of the effeminate undergarments and pulled up the interactive menu with a specific gesture of his hand. He saw a multitude of options for adjusting his experience but right then he just wanted out of the game entirely and pressed his hand firmly against the "exit" option. The button was faded, however, and he received the following pop-up message:

Unavailable - Complete the quest objective in order to access this option.

"What quest objective?!"

There was no such objective in his menu. God, this game was bugged. What was he supposed to be doing? Sleeping in this girly apartment?

Suddenly, another pop-up appeared.

A glitch has been detected. Performing hotfix...

Relief washed over Damian. At least the sim was smart enough to realize it on its own when there was a problem. The game was maintained by Brother Eye, his father's custom created AI that operated the batcomputer.

While the game was getting its life together, Damian wondered which character he was supposed to be. He perused the boojee feminine apartment and opened the walk-in closet. He was expecting just to find a bunch of girly clothes, which he did find, but what really caught his eye was the ivory suit with the red cape on a hangar. It didn't look like a cheap cosplay replica either. He reached out and felt the material. It was soft and flexible yet sturdy and dexterous at the same time, likely made of the same stuff that Superman made his suits out of. Damian wasn't dumb, he had an idea of who the game auto-selected based on the pictures around the apartment of the blonde woman and who was on the loading screen, he was more in denial than anything else.

Again, Damian tried to quit but the game gave him the same message.

Unavailable - Complete the quest objective in order to access this option.

Damian groaned but before he could complain any further he saw a new pop-up.

Glitch patched. Downloading character model... 0%.

Objectives updated. Get dressed.

"Wait what?"

Damian scowled. Get dressed? The game couldn't be serious. What did it mean downloading character model?

Unfortunately for Damian, his questions would soon be answered as the ivory supersuit shot off its hangar faster than a speeding bullet and wrapped around his body, causing him to fall over. At the same time, the bra and panties he previously took off came to life and adorned themselves back onto his body once more.

"Gah!"

Damian struggled against the costume as it clung to his flesh like a second skin. He gasped for air as the garment cinched in his already thin waist. His arms were pulled forcefully through the long sleeves, the bottom portion hanging loosely where it was designed to hug Power Girl's thick legs. The cleavage window also was only barely supported by the empty cups of the bra Damian wore. He meekly tried to yank the damn thing off of himself as he floundered on the floor of the sickly sweet smelling apartment. Whatever the outfit was made of, it wasn't coming off without a fight.

Downloading character model... 15%.

Damian fought valiantly, yanking and tugging at the material until he fell over onto the bed. As punishment, the suit cinched his waist inward even further. This time he yelped as a revolting series of cracking sounds came from his spine. His spine was adjusting to make his torso taller. His legs had the same idea, his thighs elongating a bit all the while being flooded by a mixture of womanly fat and muscle. His dick strained against the material of the jumpsuit, pressing against his thickening thighs. He tried to pull at his crotch to give his third leg some breathing room but the suit snapped back in retaliation.

Downloading character model... 40%.

Damian winced in pain, the panties from earlier riding deeper into his ass as his butt and thighs expanded. His legs grew drastically, giving him significantly more height, his skin becoming smooth and hairless as his hips popped outward to accomodate his growing rear. His butt ballooned out, filling the costume nicely. The suit clung to his newfound curves despite Damian thinking the article would have surely torn by now. Somehow it only got tighter and left very little to the imagination.

"What's happening to me?!"

Damian shouted, seeing he now pretty much looked like the woman in the loading screen from the waist down for the most part. There still remained his troublesome bulge but his body seemed to leave that part of him be for now. What little muscle definition he had was expanded upon, though, while maintaining his now thin waist. His stomach was flat and toned with sexy abs. His already slender hands became more feminine, his fingernails elongating and becoming painted a pastel pink with white tips. What little musculature he had on his biceps grew exponentially, his bulging arms filling the sleeves of the suit tightly.

Downloading character model... 65%.

His thin shoulders became less broad even though they weren't very developed to begin with, his chest and neck also becoming smooth and hairless like the rest of his body. He felt his prepubescent adam's apple slip away as his neck reversed what little puberty he had gone through. Finally, his childish face started to morph. His cheeks turned an even brighter shade of red as his dick suddenly became erect but only barely with what little wiggle room the suit allowed, being brushed up against his smooth, thick thighs, trapped in the confines of the costume. His nipples grew more sensitive by the second as mammary glands began to form beneath his supple flesh. His cock started to pump inwards on its own while a womb began to form. His prepubescent body was unwittingly being **** through female puberty.

He tried to wrap his manicured fingers around the bulge in his suit but could barely get ahold of it. He didn't really have a plan, any train of thought he had being derailed by another sudden burst of pleasure. He was fruitless struggling to hang on to what was left of who he was. His dick inserted itself in and out of his newly forming vagina, rubbing along the walls of a freshly forming clitoris.

Downloading character model... 90%.

"Hah! Hah..."

Damian's moans were in his new womanly voice, the sultry tone making him sound like the star of a porno, not some superhero. He cupped his fleeting boyhood with one hand and in a vein attempt, he tried to quit out repeatedly.

Unavailable - Complete the quest objective in order to access this option.
Unavailable - Complete the quest objective in order to access this option.
Unavailable - Complete the quest objective in order to access this option.

"Dammit let me ou- HAH!" Damian groaned in ecstasy as her face rearranged and her hair grew in length, the bleach blonde locks falling to just passed her shoulders. The remaining evidence of her ever being a boy was gone with a single slurping noise. She found herself subconsciously thrusting her hips at the air as feminine lust temporarily filled her mind. She was too distracted by her first orgasm ever, let alone the fact that it was a female one. She didn't notice her chest growing until two abundant mounds of fat hung from her pecs and filled out the supersuit nicely. Her newly sensitive nipples grazed the material through her lacy bra which sent static signals to her brain. She now possessed Power Girl's famous breasts.

Downloading character model... 100%.

The pair of matching blue heels and the set of the suit's blue gloves adorned her hands and feet.

Damian sat up slowly, huffing in and out. She was still winded from that orgasm, shivering from the feeling of her breasts rubbing against the tight material. Her panties ground against her vagina and ran way up into her ass.

There in the full length mirror she could see a sweaty, confused looking, red faced Power Girl laying on the floor of her girly apartment. She looked down and saw her chest. She could barely see the rest of herself, her tits obscuring most of her vision. It actually took a little bit of effort to see passed them. She just sort of sat there for a second, running her hands everywhere, mesmerized by just how different it felt to be a woman. Not just any woman, either. Power Girl. She was about as woman as you can get.

Objectives updated.