It’s been ten months since I made my big trip up to the Himalayas – and boy, it’s been a hell of a time! On one hand, I’ve got a new side gig as a megapowerful superbabe, where I get to save people and punch jerks in the face (and get praised for it!), which is COOL AS HELL. On the other hand, I’ve been rolling out what can charitably be referred to as the Vanessa Zabat Apology Tour, and parlaying my family wealth for philanthropy, which is IMPORTANT WORK... but also BORING AS SHIT. Also, LOTS OF HARD WORK! Give me credit, I’m doing my best.
As you can imagine, given my many, many (many) past misdeeds, not everyone is buying the sudden change of heart. It’s incredibly frustrating, since I know that I’m actually genuine about this new me, but I just have to grin and bear this kind of doubt now. I can’t just lash out and get into fights with people like in the old days. I especially can’t do that now that I have this new power, which – awesome as it is – is a new source of pressure on its own.
The problem with gaining mystical power from your demigod ancestors is that this kind of power is never truly meant for ordinary human beings. Even with just the diluted fraction of that power I have, it’s like running the full power capacity of New York City through a single AA battery. I remember how overwhelming it was when my body was transformed for the first time. Even now, it’s only the mystic bond with my suit that allows me to restrain that power and return myself to a normal human form. I can feel that power raging inside me, building great pressure in my chest, trying to break free. It takes a lot of willpower to hold it back, and honestly, if I hadn’t taken up meditation and started training myself to control my temper, I’m pretty sure I’d have lost it and had a major public meltdown sooner rather than later.
Thankfully, I’ve been taking steps to improve myself in private. As a superhero, I’ve been studying everything I can from combat styles to investigation skills to history and battle tactics. Plus, there are plenty of great stress-relief opportunities for me out there, particularly when some major monster or supervillain threatens the city, and I get the chance to cut loose with my power. When those moments arrive, I reach into that pressure in my chest and let it loose! The power surges through my body, and before you know it, this repentant millionaire babe turns into a supersized Amazonian powerhouse, with the biggest, bulkiest muscles you’ve ever seen!
And real talk... when I’m done hulking out, and I’m fully decked out in my armor, and I’m striking my "Big Damn Hero pose," ready to go kick ass and take names... I look damn good doing it.
“Say goodbye to Vanessa Zabat— here comes the Urban Amazon!!!”
Tags: female muscle, muscle growth, transformation, superhero, growth, height increase, giantess, fan sequel, comic, Urban Amazon
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Story by Crimson Flamingo |
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Artwork by ArtSteady - Andrea Errico |
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