Meteor Woman, Issue #15 (Man to Hot Superheroine TG) (Patreon)

By FoxFaceStories

Burt may live in a world of superheroes and supervillains, but he’s just a regular burglar trying to support his sickly mother and teenage sister with ill-gotten gains. But when he is hired to help break into a superhero vault facility, Burt accidentally triggers an artefact that gives him the power to turn into Meteor Woman, the superstrong and incredibly busty heroine. Now juggling two lives, Burt tries to stay under the radar even as his super person becomes an increasingly huge sensation.

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Issue 15: Kara

“Ohhhhh, f-fuck! Yes, s-suck on them! They’re so f-fucking sensitive! Mhmmph!!”

Ralph was on top of her this time, and she had her legs spread wide to receive him. Her naked tits bounced heavily on her chest, slapping up nearly to her chin before sliding back to her stomach, a result of every thrust into her pussy. It was goddamn heaven, the height of female pleasure, and her body craves so much more.

“You’re so b-beautiful,” Ralph grunted, nibbling at her ear. She pulled him in for a passionate kiss easily with her superhuman strength, ensuring that he never let up thrusting. He lowered a hand to her perfect hips and stroked her left flank, sinking his fingers into her generous rear. It made her moan again, but the true pleasure was in being fucked by his impressively sized cock, all while he lowered his mouth again to lick her nipples. 

“Awwww, you’re n-not bad yourself! So f-fucking cute. And big! Ohhhh! S-so big! I’m so g-goddamn close, Ralph! C-cum in me! Make me a w-woman again!”

“I did enjoy d-doing it the first time,” he stammered, focusing on the act. He thrust again, and she had to be careful not to crush him a little with her muscular thighs. She wrapped him with her legs, embracing him, milking him for all he was worth. All words left them as the lovers went at it, not for the first time that evening. The bliss rose and rose and rose until finally Kara could take no more.

“Oh G-God! Yes! I love you! I love - OHHHH!!!”

She came, and with two more thrusts so did he. His member stiffened inside her slick passage, and then she was filled with his hot seed, which flooded deep into her. Kara cried out in high feminine pleasure, uncaring how sexy and sweet her voice was now. She was a woman, experiencing a woman’s orgasm and expressing it in a womanly way: it was only natural, now. She writhed beneath her lover, and two more orgasms rolled through her like thunderquakes as he took a moment to squeeze and fondle her perfect HH-cup breasts.

“Mmhmmm, yessssss,” she moaned.

Finally, he collapsed down upon her, his face right in her chest, smothered within her gargantuan cleavage. She held him there for some time, loving the sensation of it - his weight was no issue, after all.

“That was perfect,” Ralph finally said when he lifted himself off of her. He slid out, making them both moan, and she nestled against him so that he could rub her hip and rear and back.

“Agreed. Hot damn, that was hot.”

“You know, I should have figured you used to be a man. I’m meant to be an investigative reporter, and your speech patterns, the way you occasionally walked, how you were when we had sex the first time . . .”

She giggled. “I won’t lie, I thought I was pretty obvious, but who would have guessed this body had a dude inside it, right?”

Ralph snorted. “Well, it sure fooled me.”

“And you’re sure you’ve got no problem with it? I feel like a real asshole lying to you. Bad enough lying to my sister and ma. And to the Hero Dome. And to everyone, really.”

“Well, it comes with the super territory, from what I understand. I won’t lie, it was pretty shocking to see the ‘real’ you for a time. But then, it wasn’t the real you by that point, was it?” He caressed her left breast, feeling its heft and weight. She shivered from the sensation. This guy makes me damn happy to have big boobs, I tell ya. “This is the real you, Kara.”

“It is,” she said. “Now, at least. I won’t claim I’ve always been a girl inside or something, but . . . I am now. I’m Kara, and I always will be. And frankly, after all the amazing fucking I’ve been doing with this damn cute reporter man, I’m more than happy to stay that way.”

Ralph kissed her, and she returned it for long seconds. But when he pulled back, he had a knowing expression that confused her.

“What?” she said. “You’re not going to joke about my tits again, are you? Seriously, I get it from all sides now, especially from my own damn sister. Just wait till you meet her, she’ll have a thousand questions.”

“Oh, it’s not that,” he said. “It’s just . . . when we were, er, finishing, you said something to me.”

Kara paused. “Oh. Oh God, I did, didn’t I? I said I loved you.”

“Yeah, you did sort of do that. Now, I’m no investigative reporter - oh wait, yes I am, so I will speculate on this news - so I’d say that this does indeed confirm rumours that you have got it bad for a certain charming, far-sighted everyman who works for the Daily Star. Am I right, Meteor Woman? Can you confirm this?”

God, I do fucking love him. I’m head over blue hero boots.

“Yes,” she said, grinning from ear to ear. She crawled up on top of him, letting her large breasts press against her chest as she brought him close for a kiss. “I can confirm, Mr Reporter, sir. And what about you, Ralph Riley? Is it true you’re in love with the woman known only as Meteor Woman too?”

Another kiss, another loving caress. “I can deny that emphatically,” he said. “After all, I’m in a committed and loving relationship with one Kara Conway.”

“Good enough, sexy!”

***

It was nearly six months later, and Meteor Woman had finished her shift. Only a few weeks, and her provisionary period would be over. But life had improved so much that the timeline didn’t bother her. Sally’s health was already improving, and Alexis was in high spirits. Meteor Woman was damn popular - still more among men, for two obvious reasons - but her neighbourhoods cared for her, and she for them. More than that, she had her family and her life under control, and she had a sexy reporter boyfriend who was madly in love with her.

Quite a change of pace from being a schlubby burglar in the night named Burt. 

Besides, it was also Christmas Eve, and that meant a wonderful dinner with her family and a great big turkey.

“This is so cool,” Alexis said, watching Kara heat it with her laser vision. “No waiting for it in the oven. Are you heating the inside, too?”

“Just gimme a tick, kiddo,” Kara replied, “I’m also using my X-ray vision here. It’s a balancing act, and I can’t be distract - hey!”

She looked around, dropping the heat vision, to see that Ralph had playfully grabbed her backside as he’d walked past.

“Perv!” she muttered.

“You’re under the mistletoe, honey, but I didn’t dare kiss you while you were lasering the turkey.”

“I’ll laser something else if you do that again!”

Alexis just giggled. “I love you guys. It’s so classic: the hero and the reporter. When are you getting married?”

The pair coughed. Sally, even from the living room and hooked up to her fluids, perked up to listen in. “Yes, when shall we hear some news?” she asked, expectantly.

Kara grinned a little awkwardly. “Give me a break, you two! I’ve only been a full woman for a couple of months now.”

“And we’ve been loving the change of pace, honey,” Sally said. “So much more sensitive. And we do so love Ralph.”

“Thank you Sally!” he said jovially.

Kara punched him lightly on the shoulder - really, really lightly, given her strength.

“I’ll marry him when he proposes, how about that? But he’s not allowed to propose until I’m full hero again. I want to get used to one thing at a time. It was a damn big step just getting used to buying bras.”

“They look great on you!” Alexis said, who’d been the one to go with her.

Kara puffed up with pride. She wasn’t in her costume any more, of course, but in a really cute red skirt and stockings, with a Christmas sweater that was shoulderless, and had a slight plunge to show off her impressive cleavage. She was getting used to showing it off: hard to hide her boobs, so why not?

“Damn straight, kiddo, they do. But, well, we do have some news, don’t we, Ralph?”

Ralph coughed again, and tugged a little nervously at his collar.

“Are we pulling the ripcord on that, honey?”

She sighed. “I think we’ll have to. God knows the news will be all over it soon enough. I may be invulnerable, but this will be hard to hide.”

They gestured for the interested Alexis to follow them to the next room over so they could talk to Sally directly.

“Okay,” Ma said. “Colour me curious. Are you moving out already?”

“Yes! But that’s not it. It’s, um, very unexpected. And super embarrassing. Alexis, I will seriously not take you flying if you make fun of me too much for this.”

Alexis beamed. She knew this was good. God, she’ll go ape. Ma will go ape. In a good way, both of them, but Jesus this is embarrassing. First a heroine, then one in a relationship with a man, and then . . .

“Well, Ralph and I have been together for a bit, and, uh, we’re in love.”

“Ha! I knew it!”

“That’s not a secret, Alexis.”

“But you blush when you say it. It’s hilarious. And soooo romantic.”

Kara blushed indeed. “Well, it’s not it. Well, one thing led to another, and we haven’t been, uh, super careful. Not the identity thing, I’ve been super careful about that. But careful in, uh . . . other ways.”

There was a long pause, so that only the ambient Christmas music was playing. And then Sally gasped. And then Alexis too, who began bouncing on the spot, her brace-filled teeth gleaming with excitement.

“Oh my God! Holy shit!”

Sally marvelled. “You don’t mean - my Burt. My Kara. You’re actually - ?”

Kara lowered a hand to her belly, which was still flat and slim and perfect at that time, but would not be for too long. Already, she was feeling those surges of hunger, those cravings for particular meats that were just another sign on top of the tiredness and nauseousness she was feeling lately.

“Y-yeah,” she said. “I’m - fuck, this is embarrassig - I’m sorta pregnant with a super baby, Ma.”

Ralph kissed her on the cheek. “She’s the super part. I take no blame for that.”

Sally was bewildered. “Well, you just keep on changing, missy! How do you feel about it?”
 “Nervous as all hell. Terrified as fuck-”

“Language.”

“Terrified as all hell. But . . . excited, sort of. More nervous than excited, but . . . I guess I’m here, right? And someone is happy.”

Ralph kissed her again. “I admit it, I’m very keen.”

“So I guess this is happening. I’m pregnant. I’m - holy shit - I’m going to give birth. You’re going to be a grandma, Sally. And you’re going to be an aunt, Alexis.”

“Oh, honey!”

“Sis!”

The two embraced her, and the tear flowed. Kara found herself surrounded by warmth. She had to be careful not to fly up into the air and hit her head on the ceiling, she was so overwhelmed. Alexis took some time to tease her still, naturally.

“Your boobs are going to get way bigger, by the way. Again.”
 “I am well aware, kiddo.”

“This is hilarious.”

“But you’re still my biggest fan, right?’

“Oh, are you kidding me? No one can ever dethrone you now! What if your super baby is an actual superbaby?”

Ralph and Kara exchanged a nervous glance. It had crossed their minds more than once. 

“We’ll cross that bridge once we get to it. For now, I’m just coming to term with it - literally, I guess. Ha! And I’ll have to put a pause on being Meteor Woman, outside of some activities.”

It was at that point that she heard a voice echoing in her mind. The Meteor itself.

‘Yes, you indeed will, though this is not a bad thing. And your child may indeed carry the power of the Meteor within as well. But while you cannot perform all your duties, one will have to be selected to share you power for a time, and perhaps even prove worthy of it for longer, if need be.’

Kara nodded. It made sense. And more than that, it gave her an idea.

“Do I get to choose?” she said, to the confusion of the others.

‘Indeed. You are Meteor Woman. You are worthy of the power, and so can choose a worthy one to share the power.’

Kara looked at her gangly, flat-chested, awkward little sister, who had come so much into her own over the past half-year. She grinned, even as Alex looked at her with a bit of confusion.

“Sorry guys, I was just sort of communing with the Meteor.”

“She does that,” Ralph said casually. “What was it about this time?”

“An employment opportunity,” she explained. “Hey Alexis,” she said. “How would you feel about getting a job?”

Alexis gave a quizzical look. “How do you mean? What kind of job?”

“Oh, the kind that comes with great responsibilities, and a few little bodily upgrades. How would you feel about potentially helping out while I’m, uh, filling out.”

“You - do you mean . . .”

“How would you feel about becoming my sidekick? Meteor Girl? Meteor Lass?”

To say Alexis squealed in excitement would be an understatement. It was practically a sonic scream already in training.

The End