Sabotage

Supreme Girl fell asleep in the waiting room. She woke up to find it had been a few hours. There was a knock on the waiting room door, and Harry stuck his head in. "Rush job," he said, "Gonna cost you extra, but here it is." He held out the news costume on a hanger.

"Thank you so much!" said Super Girl. She grabbed the costume, and Harry showed her to a changing room.

Supreme Girl put on the new costume. The new shorts were a bit tight, but wearable. The skirt was shorter by a half an inch, and the top was tighter and showed more cleavage than she would have liked, but the new material did feel more durable. She pulled her boots on and walked out.

"Keep in mind it was a rush job," said Harry, looking her up and down.

"Oh, it'll do just fine," said Supreme Girl. "But I can't pay you right now. I don't have any money."

"I trust you," said Harry, "You are a super hero, and I know you would not want to taint your reputation by stiffing me. Just pay me by the end of the week. Here's your invoice." He extended a piece of paper towards Supreme Girl.

She took the paper and swallowed hard. "That's a lot."

"Rush job, special materials," said Harry, "or I could take it back."

"No, no!" said Supreme Girl. "I'm good for it." She folded the paper carefully and tucked it into her waistband. "I must be going."

"Certainly," said Harry. He watched Supreme Girl leave his shop.

A door opened, and Feline Fatale stepped out. She walked over to Harry and put a hand on his shoulder. "So, everything in order."

"Yes," he said, "the material in her crotch and over her breast will secrete a stimulant when her body temperature increases. It's like a topical aphrodisiac. The rest of the material will secret a **** that will mess with her equilibrium, making her less agile. She'll become more clumsy when she engages in strenuous physical activity."

"Verrrry goood," purred Feline Fatale. She took an envelope full of diamonds and handed it to Harry.

Harry walked over and locked the door to his shop. He went behind the counter and lowered his pants. "You owe me one more thing," he said.

Feline Fatale rolled her eyes, walked over to Harry, and knelt down.