Valeria gracefully flew along their modern, towering skyscrapers of Metro City, her voluptuous, unmistakable figure pausing to perch among the roofs and windowsills, watching the alleys below in a hawk-like fashion. Young women had been disappearing in the downtown area for three weeks now, curiously following the accident at CellTrix labs—a shady, government-funded "research" institution located in the city's failing industrial zone. Although the famed superheroine had been more vigilant in her nightly patrols since the incident, she was still at a loss as to what was causing the abductions.
Valeria paused in frustration as she descended upon one of the seedier alleys in the area. Her flowing, blonde hair was practically gleaming against the decrepit darkness surrounding her. She patted her hands down along the shiny latex of her emerald top, unconsciously adjusting the cut-off area revealing her supple, 34B cleavage before moving on to explore the street some more. Her intuition was telling her that there was something amiss in this particular nook, yet she could not put her finger on it... yet. The air around her felt very warm and heavy, oddly out-of-place for a cold, winter night like tonight. It was as if there was an invisible shroud bearing down on her figure, permeating her skin. Her mind wandered for a moment, lost in the semi-titillating sensations of warm grazes that were crawling along her inner thighs and forearms. She sighed, wondering if her round-the-clock searches were eventually taking their toll on her.
Unbeknownst to the heroine, the very prey she was hunting was lurking over her, three stories up. A large, misshapen hulk of what was previously human. It shuddered in excitement as it ogled the caped superheroine from its vantage point, eliciting noxious fumes from the multitude of pores scattered along its back. The grotesque mutant drools in anticipation... dripping slime down onto the street below, the audible splats and hisses of his corrosive saliva echoing along the alley.
Valeria quickly turns, snapping out of her daze. Her stomach turning as she sees the inhuman form mockingly hanging from a bent fire escape ladder. She springs into action, stepping off from the ground and flying up towards the creature, her fist cocked back and ready to deliver an incapacitating blow. As she nears the creature, however, her body betrays her and almost goes limp... she had flown right into the source of the paralyzing, toxic fumes! Valeria coughs and tries to recoil, but is quickly tackled by the massive, slimy mutant.
CRASH!!!
Valeria shakes her head, almost knocked unconscious by the heavy body which now loomed over her. She rises up from the small crater in the cold, cement floor, preparing to defend herself.
"What the hell are you?" she says in disgust.
The creature roars in response, arching it's muscled, yet disfigured body backwards. Its inhumanly long tongue writhing wildly as a visible, nebulous haze now sprays out from around its spine and blankets the entire alley. Valeria promptly chokes on her next words—unable to speak, unable to muster up the strength to attack. She drops down on her knees, instinctively covering her luscious breasts with her forearms and rubbing her shoulders down.
"W-what's happening to m-me?" she asks weakly, her head tossing back, sending her lovely blonde locks flowing across upper shoulders. "I... I... ohhhhh"
The superheroine collapses to the ground in a fetal position, writhing against the cracked floor. Her body felt so responsive to everything around her, as if her sensitivity had increased tenfold. She starts breathing more deeply, taking in more and more of the toxin, sending her deeper into a frenzy of the senses. The tight-fitting latex of her costume now seemed unbearably irritating against her skin, prompting her to claw and tug at it, aching it rip it and be free from its constraints. She tears the fabric easily, leaving her costume in tatters, exposing the perfect, tanned skin of her breasts to the enticing mist that was seemingly stroking oh-so-slightly against her rubbery nipples, making them painfully hard.
"OHHHHHHHH GOD!!" she pleads. "W-what trickery is th-this?"
The creature shudders and bellows what seems to be a morbid, triumphant laugh. It crouches over the helpless heroine and presses its slick, pale blue skin over her. Its snake-like tongue laps along Valeria's arching upper body, coiling around her welcoming breasts, making her groan in pleasure and pain as its wagging tip flicks teasingly across her pert nipples, all while the corrosive ooze dripping from the tongue's length sears away more of her costume.
"Ahh ahhnnn... N-no... please don't" she half-heartedly pleads.
