Power Vacuum
Tiny Powers and Super Powered Women
chapter 18
by
copier
· original author:
venividivici45
Blinking away at the stinging cloying grease, a few moments passed where, blinded, you could only tell that you were moving. Finally, you'd blinked away enough of the gunk to the point where you could tentatively open your eyes. As you did, your vision was filled by Power Girl, her gloriously titanic form growing closer as the pizza slice you were on was handed to her. As she took hold of it, her face had an expression of such intense ravenous desire on her face that for a moment, you forgot about the imminent danger.
That moment quickly passed as her mouth opened, gaping open almost impossibly wide, before clamping down on a large portion of the landscape before you and tearing it free, barely seeming to chew it before swallowing. Quickly, you started straining your muscles, trying desperately to move, to tear anything free of constricting cheese, to no effect. As the Kryptonian's teeth tore another chunk of pizza free, you watched a chunk of pepperoni teeter at the new edge made by her teeth, before toppling over the edge. In fact, you could see a fair amount of debris from around where she ate falling away. Every crumb seeming to mock you as they made their escape. As her full, greasy lips smacked open, once more approaching your position, you accepted your fate, and screwed your eyes shut, not wanting to see your doom approaching.
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Gwen considered herself many things. A badass superhero with awesome powers, the drummer and founder of the best indie rock band in the world, the Mary Janes, a world-class gymnast, and most importantly of all; someone who did not geek out and get all fanboy-y over their favorite heroines.
But that was before friggin' Power Girl showed up on her rooftop, offered her encouragement, and had lunch with her! (Mental note: see if she would maybe sign an autograph. or two. Or twenty. And maybe take a selfie.)
She walked back over to the box, and tore off a couple of slices. "I hope you like extra cheese."
Power Girl quickly took the pro-offered slices, tearing off a huge chunk, and moaned around the mouthful, "It's soooo good.. Ray's, right? they make the best pizza in the city."
Gwen nodded. "Yeah. Every successful mission usually calls for a slice or two."
Power Girl joined her at the edge of the roof, taking a seat. Gwen tried not to stare as she sat a little too quickly, a small cloud of rising from where her butt had just pulverized the gravel into a fine dust. Tearing her eyes away from the casual, unintentional display of power, she asked. "So, about this guy..."
Power Girl nodded. "At first, I couldn't believe it. A male with powers? It sounds ludicrous, but there he was." She took another large bite, before muttering, "Right in the middle of my kitchen."
As she said it, a small spray of crumbs and grease wooshed out of her mouth. Most of them light enough to fly out over the street far below, but enough stayed close enough to tumble down and land on her chest, showering her cleavage with crumbs.
Gwen failed to notice that, distracted by her own slice. "Did you just say 'in your kitchen?' "
Power Girl nodded, swallowing before continuing. "Yeah, he was hiding behind the spice rack."
Gwen was confused. "How did a fully grown person manage that?"
She held up her finger and thumb about two inches apart. "Because he was about yay big at the time."
"He's a size manipulator?!"
PeeGee nodded. "Yep. He also shrinks when he's injured, and-" What looked like regret flashed over her face. "That was how he ended up there."
"So, when you said that the last rookie you met injured himself with your..." Gwen flushed. "...with your... your boobs," She almost whispered the last word, her face crimson "How did that happen? Didn't you see him?"
Now it was Power Girl's turn to blush. "Well, no, but- I mean, he was small at the time, and- look, the downside of invulnerability is that you can't really feel when something hits you, alright? And sometimes that means that things can get...well...lost from time to time, okay?"
As she was fumbling through her answer, the remainder of her pizza was being held in front of her. Gwen's eyes drifted to it, just in time to watch as a chunk of pepperoni and a glob of cheese dislodged from the slice and plummeted downwards, the pepperoni slotting perfectly into her cleavage. The cheese landed a moment later, splatting down on top of her breast, the impact sending grease droplets trickling down into the hungry canyon.
"Um, Power Girl?"
"-And just because prim, perfect, prissy little Miss Van Dyne got a little roughed up, she becomes determined to turn me into Boobzilla?! If you ask me, she's just jealous that-"
"Hey!"
Cutting herself off, PeeGee turned to face Gwen. "Yes?"
"Sorry, I-I didn't mean to interrupt, but- it's just that you...you have a bit of a..." She pointed at her chest.
Looking down for the first time since she started eating, the Kryptonian groaned. "Damn it. Every time..." Sighing, she started brushing the crumbs off. "The downside of wearing an open costume. One of many, at any rate." Suddenly, she remembered the whole reason for her being here. "Oh, Right! Allen!" turning her head, she quickly looked around the rooftop, before scanning the streets below, and the skies above. "That's strange. Where could he be?"
"Allen? Is that the guy you're waiting for?"
Power Girl winced. 'Way to go Kara. Why not just give away his secret identity to everyone who asks?' "Yeah, that's him. Please don't tell anyone I just did that.
Gwen winked "Your secret's safe with me. Do you think he's running late?"
PeeGee shrugged. "Most likely. He said he'd be here. Unless he had... another ...accident..." She trailed off, realizing what she'd just said. "Quick, stand up!"
Gwen shot to her feet. "Oh, God, you don't think that I might've-"
"I don't know?! Quick, turn around!"
as she spun, she checked the gorund around her. "I don't see him!"
"He's not on you anywhere!"
Gwen sighed. "Well, that's a relief. Can you imagine how bad of a first impression that would have been?"
"I can, actually."
"Right. Sorry." As Gwen thought, her eyes were drawn once again to the cracks in the roof. "You don't think..."
Power Girl's eyes widened, before she shot to her feet, quickly scanning the ground. "I don't see him." as she looked at the twin craters she left behind, she shook her head in disbelief. "I didn't even notice I did that. I must be more distracted than I thought."
"I don't see him on your butt."
PeeGee shook her head. "I didn't see him on the flight in. I was keeping an eye out for him, just in case." She sighed in relief. "He's not crushed here. He's fine."
A moment later, the relative peace of the city was shattered by the wail of police sirens. Quickly, Gwen webbed up the pizza box, and pulled her mask on. "I'm sure he'll turn up soon. In the meantime, duty calls!" Leaping over the edge, Gwen was off, web-swinging towards the sound of sirens.
Now alone, Power Girl returned her attention to her mess, and brushed away the last of the crumbs. picking up the glob of cheese, she winced at the grease it left on her boob, and seeping into her uniform fabric. annoyed, she decided that it earned a 'special' disposal. Curling her finger back, she shot it forward at the speed of a bullet, shooting it off into the city. unfortunately, nothing could be done now about the grease stains, so she sat back down, and waited.
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While your eyes were closed, you'd heard the sound of chewing moving closer and closer, and you felt you body jolt into movement, and jostled around wildly, before coming to a sudden stop. When you dared to open your eyes again, you were in a dark, humid place. Where were you?
That moment quickly passed as her mouth opened, gaping open almost impossibly wide, before clamping down on a large portion of the landscape before you and tearing it free, barely seeming to chew it before swallowing. Quickly, you started straining your muscles, trying desperately to move, to tear anything free of constricting cheese, to no effect. As the Kryptonian's teeth tore another chunk of pizza free, you watched a chunk of pepperoni teeter at the new edge made by her teeth, before toppling over the edge. In fact, you could see a fair amount of debris from around where she ate falling away. Every crumb seeming to mock you as they made their escape. As her full, greasy lips smacked open, once more approaching your position, you accepted your fate, and screwed your eyes shut, not wanting to see your doom approaching.
---------------------------------------------------------------------------- -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- -----------------------
Gwen considered herself many things. A badass superhero with awesome powers, the drummer and founder of the best indie rock band in the world, the Mary Janes, a world-class gymnast, and most importantly of all; someone who did not geek out and get all fanboy-y over their favorite heroines.
But that was before friggin' Power Girl showed up on her rooftop, offered her encouragement, and had lunch with her! (Mental note: see if she would maybe sign an autograph. or two. Or twenty. And maybe take a selfie.)
She walked back over to the box, and tore off a couple of slices. "I hope you like extra cheese."
Power Girl quickly took the pro-offered slices, tearing off a huge chunk, and moaned around the mouthful, "It's soooo good.. Ray's, right? they make the best pizza in the city."
Gwen nodded. "Yeah. Every successful mission usually calls for a slice or two."
Power Girl joined her at the edge of the roof, taking a seat. Gwen tried not to stare as she sat a little too quickly, a small cloud of rising from where her butt had just pulverized the gravel into a fine dust. Tearing her eyes away from the casual, unintentional display of power, she asked. "So, about this guy..."
Power Girl nodded. "At first, I couldn't believe it. A male with powers? It sounds ludicrous, but there he was." She took another large bite, before muttering, "Right in the middle of my kitchen."
As she said it, a small spray of crumbs and grease wooshed out of her mouth. Most of them light enough to fly out over the street far below, but enough stayed close enough to tumble down and land on her chest, showering her cleavage with crumbs.
Gwen failed to notice that, distracted by her own slice. "Did you just say 'in your kitchen?' "
Power Girl nodded, swallowing before continuing. "Yeah, he was hiding behind the spice rack."
Gwen was confused. "How did a fully grown person manage that?"
She held up her finger and thumb about two inches apart. "Because he was about yay big at the time."
"He's a size manipulator?!"
PeeGee nodded. "Yep. He also shrinks when he's injured, and-" What looked like regret flashed over her face. "That was how he ended up there."
"So, when you said that the last rookie you met injured himself with your..." Gwen flushed. "...with your... your boobs," She almost whispered the last word, her face crimson "How did that happen? Didn't you see him?"
Now it was Power Girl's turn to blush. "Well, no, but- I mean, he was small at the time, and- look, the downside of invulnerability is that you can't really feel when something hits you, alright? And sometimes that means that things can get...well...lost from time to time, okay?"
As she was fumbling through her answer, the remainder of her pizza was being held in front of her. Gwen's eyes drifted to it, just in time to watch as a chunk of pepperoni and a glob of cheese dislodged from the slice and plummeted downwards, the pepperoni slotting perfectly into her cleavage. The cheese landed a moment later, splatting down on top of her breast, the impact sending grease droplets trickling down into the hungry canyon.
"Um, Power Girl?"
"-And just because prim, perfect, prissy little Miss Van Dyne got a little roughed up, she becomes determined to turn me into Boobzilla?! If you ask me, she's just jealous that-"
"Hey!"
Cutting herself off, PeeGee turned to face Gwen. "Yes?"
"Sorry, I-I didn't mean to interrupt, but- it's just that you...you have a bit of a..." She pointed at her chest.
Looking down for the first time since she started eating, the Kryptonian groaned. "Damn it. Every time..." Sighing, she started brushing the crumbs off. "The downside of wearing an open costume. One of many, at any rate." Suddenly, she remembered the whole reason for her being here. "Oh, Right! Allen!" turning her head, she quickly looked around the rooftop, before scanning the streets below, and the skies above. "That's strange. Where could he be?"
"Allen? Is that the guy you're waiting for?"
Power Girl winced. 'Way to go Kara. Why not just give away his secret identity to everyone who asks?' "Yeah, that's him. Please don't tell anyone I just did that.
Gwen winked "Your secret's safe with me. Do you think he's running late?"
PeeGee shrugged. "Most likely. He said he'd be here. Unless he had... another ...accident..." She trailed off, realizing what she'd just said. "Quick, stand up!"
Gwen shot to her feet. "Oh, God, you don't think that I might've-"
"I don't know?! Quick, turn around!"
as she spun, she checked the gorund around her. "I don't see him!"
"He's not on you anywhere!"
Gwen sighed. "Well, that's a relief. Can you imagine how bad of a first impression that would have been?"
"I can, actually."
"Right. Sorry." As Gwen thought, her eyes were drawn once again to the cracks in the roof. "You don't think..."
Power Girl's eyes widened, before she shot to her feet, quickly scanning the ground. "I don't see him." as she looked at the twin craters she left behind, she shook her head in disbelief. "I didn't even notice I did that. I must be more distracted than I thought."
"I don't see him on your butt."
PeeGee shook her head. "I didn't see him on the flight in. I was keeping an eye out for him, just in case." She sighed in relief. "He's not crushed here. He's fine."
A moment later, the relative peace of the city was shattered by the wail of police sirens. Quickly, Gwen webbed up the pizza box, and pulled her mask on. "I'm sure he'll turn up soon. In the meantime, duty calls!" Leaping over the edge, Gwen was off, web-swinging towards the sound of sirens.
Now alone, Power Girl returned her attention to her mess, and brushed away the last of the crumbs. picking up the glob of cheese, she winced at the grease it left on her boob, and seeping into her uniform fabric. annoyed, she decided that it earned a 'special' disposal. Curling her finger back, she shot it forward at the speed of a bullet, shooting it off into the city. unfortunately, nothing could be done now about the grease stains, so she sat back down, and waited.
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While your eyes were closed, you'd heard the sound of chewing moving closer and closer, and you felt you body jolt into movement, and jostled around wildly, before coming to a sudden stop. When you dared to open your eyes again, you were in a dark, humid place. Where were you?
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