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Kellie in Blue
Written by HarmonyMotion
Commissioned by anonymous

Chapter 1

Kellie zipped to her room and haphazardly threw on some frumpy clothing designed for her boring, normal form. Her super hearing had picked up her brother’s car parking in the driveway, and she was determined to tease him extra harshly for coming home so late and leaving her all alone.

She turned on the TV and began to touch herself through the waistband of her pants. A wet stain immediately appeared in the crotch of her denim, but it was nothing compared to the pleasure she was truly capable of.

Jason was going to get it extra hard today.

Kellie bit her lower lip in anticipation and frustration. What was taking him so long?! She hated bottling herself up like this! What was he doing?

She resisted the urge to transform back into the super self. No… she’d waited all night for this. Just a few minutes more patience.

It was almost too much to bear. Even without her super speed, the clock ticked glacially as she worked her way to a near orgasm. The urge to transform and rattle the house was oh so tempting…

And then, Jason finally finished whatever he was doing in the garage and opened the front door.

“Jason!!” Kellie screamed with joy. “You’re home! What took you so long!”

“Tough day on the beat, Kels,” he tossed his badge into a little receptacle by the side of the door, placing his gun and holster into a drawer underneath.

“Oh yeah? Tell me about it!”

He looked at his little sister, barely over five feet tall currently. And with clothes! This was quite unlike her.

But her hand was in her pants. He could see her fingers grinding away down there. That was quite like her.

“Well, I guess I can, Kels. Because you’re actually being good today about, you know, keeping your clothes on.”

“Mm hmm, big bro.”

Kellie giggled. He totally took the bait!

“Just some petty theft today, near the end of my shift. I was going into the convenience store, just to buy some of your favorite red licorice, but these two stupid kids were in there, stuffing snacks into their baggy jackets.”

“Oh no! What happened then!?” Kellie was so fascinated by her brother’s occupation and stories that she temporarily forgot what she’d been planning. She’d even stopped touching herself.

“I shouted ‘Hey!’ They both panicked and started running for it. I managed to grab one still inside the store, but of course, the other one got away.”

“Did you chase him?!”

“No, Kels. I was too busy cuffing the first one.”

“Aw, big bro! I could have caught him just by walking!”

Jason grimaced. Yes, she could have. She was so unbelievably got-dang powerful. He loved his dear little sister so much, but for his sake, he desperately wished she would choose another occupation. The last thing he needed was for his fellow police to see him completely upstaged by an eighteen year old girl.

And she would definitely upstage him. Many times over.

But it couldn’t be helped. It wasn’t like anyone could stop Kellie from doing whatever she wanted. He sighed in resignation.

“Yes, Kellie. I know you could have.”

“Why do I gotta go through college, big bro?” The shift in conversation away from policing reminded her just what her little mischievous plan was. She began to touch herself again, willing her body to slowly transform, too subtle to be noticed… yet.

“It’s good for you, okay? Having a degree will make it easier in the future. You want to hear the rest of the story or not?”

“Mm hmm,” Kellie moaned, as much in arousal as answering the question. Her lean thighs started to pack on sleek muscle as they grew longer.

“Well, I pulled out all the shit he’d stuffed in his jackets and put them on the counter for Emilio to see. I asked him if he wanted to press charges. The kid would have to go to juvie.”

“Ooh, okay. And?” Kellie’s jeans were quickly becoming too tight to contain her swelling female perfection.

“He’d probably get some leniency if he ratted out his friend. But Emilio said he knew the kids. Just some local troublemakers. Poor families, you know.”

“Mmm…” Kellie moaned. Her previously flat belly, still not visible to Jason, was packing on firm muscle, as hard as steel. Orgasmic fire was welling deep inside her, cinders igniting into full on flames.

“So he told me to let the kid go. Drew, I think his name was.”

“Oh Jason, you’re so niiiice,” Kellie whined. Her sun-kissed skin was changing now too, still retaining their beautiful tone, but becoming healthier, vibrant, perfectly even. She could feel the wonderful, subtle shift as her fingertips traced her suddenly supercharged nether lips. Her silky touch was electric.

“I guess. It saves me a lot of paperwork too. You have no idea, Kels, how much paperwork we have to do. I bet you’d hate it so much you wouldn’t even want to be police after a month, considering how much you hate your homework!”

“Oh Jason! No way! I’ll do anything to work as police. Especially if it means being closer to you…”

Her jeans were tearing at the seams now. Her naturally curly, dark umber hair lengthened, looking thicker, shinier, voluminous, and irresistible to touch. Like the world’s finest silk.

“Kellie!” Jason gasped, finally noticing his little sister’s transformation. “I thought you were going to be good today!”

“Oh big brother! I just love hearing about you talking about police work, don’t you know?” She was growing well past six feet now. Her t-shirt, no longer long enough to cover her midriff, bared her perfectly sculpted abs to the world. Her breasts swelled as well, simply remaining perfectly proportional to her new height.

“Ugh… Kels…” Jason moaned, unable to break his gaze at the amazingly sensual scene unfolding before him.

‘Yes, bro? Want me to stop?” Her blue eyes, flecked with gold, suddenly became absolutely compelling. Soul-piercing. The colors became even more vibrant, deep pools of resplendent ice-blue with dancing amber swirling around them.

Her entire body radiated sexuality. No supermodel on Earth was a match for her, except for Kellie’s twin, of course. But she was out of the picture for now. Still, it was so unfair!

And then, Kellie’s clothes burst with a loud tear.

Her t-shirt was in tatters, the useless scraps falling off her arms as she wiggled them loose. Pure, smooth, sensual female muscle outlined her arms, with absolutely zero give.

She moved those powerful limbs so gracefully, swiping the rags off her torso. Luscious, firm breasts, sitting high on her chest, round and proud and perfectly symmetrical, caused Jason to audibly gasp in lust. A pair of large, dark chocolate nipples crowned those irresistible spheres.

Kellie stood up from the sofa now, her legs extending to their full, prodigious length. Just like her arms, Kellie’s thighs were packed with lean, powerful muscle, the tight swells of her calves bulging visibly as well, but still elegantly smooth and feminine. Her skin was completely hairless, vibrant, and glowing.

“Oh, big brother, I feel sooo good!” she yelled. Her voice knocked a portrait next to him right off the wall. A portrait of Jason, the day he’d graduated from police academy.

Jason could only cover his ears from his sister’s voiced ecstasy. But that siren cry rattled through his bones, shattering his soul with arousal.

Kellie, denying her orgasm for just a tiny bit longer, walked at superspeed and caught that beloved picture with a single outstretched finger inside of the frame. It hadn’t even fallen an inch before she was upon it.

To Jason’s eyes, Kelie had simply vanished. And then, suddenly, a fragrant scent wafted over him. A scent that he was all too familiar with.

“Sorry, Jason,” Kellie giggled as she bit her lower lip. “I didn’t mean to knock down your portrait.”

“Kels… stop…” he begged.

“Stop what?” she asked innocently. Her fingers were still powerfully grinding her moist clit, which had grown exceptionally large. With her new height, Jason only came up to her breasts.

She brushed them, lightly, against his face. Jason didn’t try to duck out of the way, but even if he had tried, there was nothing that could stop Kellie when she got like this.

Jason groaned. Kellie’s warm, soft skin, the feel of her invulnerable body, the smell of her sweet sex which was oh so close to him, now that she absolutely towered over him…

“You want me to stop masturbating, big brother? But you know I can’t help it! The last time I tried to contain it, I ended up detonating an entire forest with my transformation, remember? I came so hard! My scream wiped out everything!”

Jason remembered. Oh, he definitely remembered. In fact, he remembered it to himself on a regular basis.

“So, I have to let this super bod out, see? Besides, you like looking at it, don’t you?”

She followed her brother’s uncontrollable, lust-filled gaze with affection. He would never do anything to harm her. And she loved making him lose control, especially when he tried to resist futilely.

“Agh! Kels, I’m… I’m really tired, okay? I’m going to go to bed.” His voice was trembling.

“Okay, big bro…”

As he tried to walk by her, she stuck her left leg in between both of his, rubbing his groin with her smooth, powerful thigh. Jason gasped at the stimulation, trying to break free, but Kellie matched his movements while walking backwards, perfectly timed to keep just the right amount of firm, but gentle pressure. He twisted and turned, but Kellie stayed right with him, teasing his rigid cock, boiling his loins. All the meanwhile, she’d never stopped touching herself.

Jason’s eyes were rolling into the back of his head.

“You okay, big bro? Tell me if I’m going too far. I don’t want to hurt you…” Kellie smirked.

“Arrgghh!” he screamed, “pushing” Kellie to a side and running up the staircase to seek privacy in his own bedroom. Kellie politely stepped aside for him.

Finally, after hours of self control and torture, she allowed herself to orgasm with a final rough swipe against her engorged, aching clit and a rock-shattering pinch of her fingers against her stiff, invulnerable nipples.

The foundation of the house shook under this one. The walls rattled as if the earth were quaking, but of course, Kellie’s orgasmic cries were so much more powerful than that. She could hear Jason stumbling in the bedroom with her super ears. His pants were probably pooled at his feet. He probably hadn’t even had time to take his shoes off, after how she’d teased him!

The violent shaking only lasted a moment. Kellie was still dripping wet. And she wanted more. She always wanted more.

Walking up the stairs at superspeed, already naked of course, she entered her bedroom, directly adjacent to her beloved big brother’s. She could hear him tugging on his wet flesh with his slick, lubed hands, the soft and gentle rubbing of his bedsheets as he twisted and bucked his hips and legs.

Kellie flopped into bed loudly, her full over-seven foot height leaving her calves dangling off the edge. The lascivious curves of her firm, bulging derriere meant that the graceful arch of her lower back never even touched down.

She knew Jason could hear the loud squeak of her bed frame.

“Mmm, mmmf!” Kellie moaned loudly, for her audience’s benefit. “Oh Jason! I just can’t get enough of you!” she cried, plunging her long, powerful fingers deep into her moist, tight canal.

She heard his voice catch in his throat. A needy, involuntary groan. A few wet, productive splashes. His body relaxing, slumping on the bed.

Fuuuuck! It was so hot to be able to set off Jason whenever she wanted! Kellie began to massage her needy pussy in earnest, swirling and curling her fingers at super speed. The pace of her self-pleasure was so violent, so rapid, that it sounded like a power tool!

“Ahh, ahh, ahhh!” she screamed, the vibrations penetrating through the flimsy barrier and rattling Jason’s spent and recovering body. “Jason!! Fuck!! You’re totally my hero! I’m gonna… I’m gonna…”

Kellie wasn’t crying out for his benefit this time.

She expertly masssaged herself, jackhammering her g-spot with planet-crushing force. But her body absorbed the impact easily, serving only to bring her to heights of carnal ecstasy. Her long legs thrashed, dangling off the edge of the bed, threatening to splinter the whole thing. She groped her proud, gravity-defying breasts, squeezing with forces extreme enough to grind diamond into smooth, soft powder. Her beautiful, wide hips thrust into the air, entire body arched and rigid.

Her super-strong folds slammed around her fingers as she came.

“Fuuuuuuuuuuck!!!!” she cried, rattling the roof now. Her projected voice thundered a few miles into the atmosphere.

She could hear Jason in the next room whimpering and going at it again. It was like throwing gasoline onto her raging, out of control sexual fire.

Kellie squirted her searing hot love juices all over her hands, splashing onto the floor in a big, gooey puddle.

She loved her brother so much!

Chapter 2

“Kellie, I’m going to be… away for a little while,” Jason explained to her in the morning, looking slightly droopier than usual.

“Oh? What’s up, Jason?” Kellie asked, still nude and in her powered state.

“It’s police work. I’m not at liberty to talk about it.” He tried to keep his cool.

“Oh. Okay! I get it. I won’t ask. That’s so cool though!” she squealed, giddy as a schoolgirl. A seven foot tall, peak perfection of female sexuality, uber-powerful schoolgirl.

Jason sighed in relief. That was easy. All he had to do was mention policing, and she always backed off.

“How long will you be gone?” she asked shyly, swaying side to side with her arms behind her seductively sculpted back. She’d never been away from her brother for long, ever since she was a little girl.

“I… I don’t know. And I couldn’t say, anyway.”

Kellie sniffed.

“Hey, come here Kellie.”

Jason embraced his sister in a warm hug, trying to comfort her. The thought of it was too funny. Yes, he was fairly strong and pretty tall, but she was about two million levels beyond him. And he was trying to offer her solace.

Her beauty didn’t even affect him in the moment, such was their tender embrace. And then he broke out laughing. Kellie did too.

“You’ll be fine, kid. Here, I forgot to give you this from last night.” He reached into his uniform’s pocket and tossed a packet of licorice at her.

“Thanks, big bro.” She wiped a tear from her eye with a smile.

“Just behave yourself, okay?” He put on his hat and opened the front door.

“Okay, Jason,” she replied somberly, not wanting to ruin the tender moment. But her super brain processed everything so much faster than a normal human’s.

She couldn’t help it.

Just as he stepped out the door, Kellie followed behind him and ground her body against his, touching him everywhere, all at once, with her beautiful fingers. Mid-stride, he nearly crumpled at her sensual assault. Kellie caught his collapsing body and cradled his head between her naked breasts. She caught the next door voyeur staring at her, as usual, this time without even the pretense of secrecy. Kellie gave him a thousand watt smile and waved.

“Kels!” he moaned. “What did I just say?” he mumbled into his superhuman sister’s breasts.

“Just one for the road,” she giggled, sliding her calf against his. “Don’t forget about me, Jason!”

“Ung… you know I could never, Kellie… oh my god!”

She gave his throbbing erection one last brush of her delicate yet impossibly strong fingers, then sent him on his day.

A melancholy and deflated Kellie lumbered back into the house. She was so depressed about Jason’s uncertain return that even in her powered form,  the way she was hunched over, she didn’t look an inch taller than six feet.

She still had an hour before she had to attend her psych lecture at Valley Mill community college. Maybe do the chores? But they were so boring…

No! Jason would be disappointed if she didn’t continue being diligent. She did the dishes, put them up to dry, wiped down the counters and cabinets with some suds, made her bed and straightened the her favorite movie posters, opened all the windows, lifted all the furniture effortlessly with one hand, and blew all of the dust out the house with an easy puff of her superbreath.

Still fifty nine minutes until class. Sigh. And she wasn’t even going quickly. Not even close.

Going back to her room, making sure the blinds were wide open, she sat in bed and spread her legs facing the window. Maybe her voyeur would come by again, and she could give him a much more detailed look than what he got this morning. Her hand blurred, teasing her smooth, hairless folds.

Two orgasms later, her neighbor still wasn’t back in his room. Guh! Kellie was bored!

Lying down in frustration, she looked at her movie posters. Lots of buddy cop thrillers going on adventures, just like she fantasized about doing with Jason.

Well, why not now?! At least she could practice!

Kellie brushed her hair behind her ear and listened all around the city. The sound of rushing traffic. Hundreds of thousands of conversations, going simultaneously. Birds chirping, smokestacks churning. The squish of her own, wet fingers plunging into her pussy. She began to tune out everything that didn’t sound like her brother. Then, her computer-like brain filtered everything out, and there was only silence. No Jason within earshot.

Meanwhile, her just-made bed was becoming crumpled and wet from the masturbation she’d never ceased. Her rapid fire orgasms and loud wailing were completely compartmentalized as she continued her city-wide search for her brother.

...Where was he? She couldn’t hear his voice at all!

Giving up for now, she picked an outfit that would fit her normal, paler, less spectacular form. Time for school.

Peeking across the window once more, she could see that their dear neighbor had passed out, with multiple ropes of semen dripping down his window.

Well, at least this morning wasn’t totally wasted.

Chapter 3

Valley Mill Community College was a thirty minute drive from home. But there was only one car for Jason’s exclusive use, and for good reason.

Kellie stuffed her clothes in her backpack and began a brisk walk. One step in front of the other, one bare foot always in contact with the pavement, she blurred right through the streets. Forget parked cars, even speeding ones were reduced to smears of color! The aftershocks of her footsteps caused mailboxes and cars to bounce in her wake, setting off obnoxious car alarms and startling barking dogs across her entire route.

Arriving just outside her classroom within a minute of her casual stroll, she continued to move at super speed as she resigned herself back to her paler, much smaller normal form. She slipped on her t-shirt, skirt, socks and a pair of fashionable shoes with a few stripes over them, and walked into lecture. Like a normal human, that is.

Today was a brief intro to criminal psychology. It sounded so promising for her dream career of policing, but it was really useful stuff! Professor Francis, a bald, bespectacled man, dressed in a sweater vest, shuffled into class not long after Kellie.

Kellie tuned out of the lecture, letting her super brain file away all of the information. She could just recall and replay it in her mind, massively sped up, when she needed to anyway.

Being stuck in her normal form was almost unbearable. All this power, all this sexual energy bubbling inside of her… Where was Jason now? She focused on that instead. But her hand idly drifted underneath the pleated folds of her skirt.

The two neighboring students, one female, one male, both looked at her when she gave voice to a little moan. They gasped at Kellie’s indecent display.

The boy didn’t seem to mind.

“Shh!” the girl hissed loudly.

“Is there a problem back there?” Professor Francis’s voice rang out loud and clear.

“No, professor,” Kellie answered coolly, her ministrations invisible to him. “Please continue!”

Kellie flashed the venomous girl a smile as she continued to play with herself.

Professor Francis continued his dry lecture. Kellie’s hands squished inside of her wet folds, plunging her index and middle inside. She moaned, louder this time.

“Professor Francis!” the girl blurted out again. She even had the gall to tug on Kellie’s arm.

And Kellie’s arm budged! God I hate this! She screamed internally. She couldn’t be hurt no matter what, but to be moved? Against her will, too!

Even the boy gave the tattletale a dirty glare now. He had been quite enjoying the show.

“This girl next to me, she’s… she’s…”

Kellie transformed instantly and walked right out of the room, faster than any mortal eye could follow. The sudden inflow of her orgasmic, insurmountable power resulted in a huge, bone-quaking moan that echoed through all of the students. The entire classroom shuddered as if struck by a localized, targeted earthquake. But nobody knew what it was, could see where it came from, and it passed as quickly as it had arrived.

Stupid snitches! Kellie thought to herself as she ripped the remains of yet another shredded outfit off of her fully powered body. Why do I even have to go to class?

She sighed. It’s because she had promised Jason.

Well, Jason was nowhere to be found now for some reason. Maybe she could get away with a cheat day.

Finding a concrete block that came up to waist high on any normal person, she brushed the tough material into dust with a swipe of her fingers out of sheer boredom. And as if on cue, some campus police rolled through on one of their little golf carts.

“Hey! You… you can’t be naked here! What are you doing?”

Kellie grew even hornier. She just loved a man in uniform!

“Uh oh, officer, you just might have to arrest me!” she goaded the pair.

“We, ummm…” They suddenly realized they had bitten off more than they could chew. This girl was tall! And built!

“Show me how it’s done. Cuz that’s what I wanna do! Arrest criminals! Keep the streets safe! Have a partner to work together with!”

The concrete pillar had some rusty metal wires snaking through it which were now exposed. Kellie strode right over it with her incredibly lengthy legs, those wires only coming up to her thighs. She reached down to mangle the poles together, scraping the rust off with her fingernails, then squeezing it and molding it into something thicker and much more usable.

“Umm.. m-miss… you shouldn’t be… how can you do that…” the lead policeman spoke. The other was speechless.

Both had notable bulges in their uniform slacks.

Kellie spreads her labia wide with her powerful fingers, showing off her beautiful pink folds without hesitation. Squatting down, she began to ram her makeshift dildo into her tight canal.

“Yeah! Criminal psychology! Investigations!” she bounced up and down, her bulging bubble butt slamming the concrete into even smaller chunks. “Stakeouts! Raids!” The concrete foundation and grassy lawn ebbed like an ocean tide from her loving caresses. Her aching pussy clenched over the iron rod. The little squeeze liquefied it inside of her, molten rivulets of metal dripping down her thighs. But Kellie just yanked more of it out and continued to pump herself over it.

She was gathering quite an audience now.

“Ohhhh yesss!” she cried, slamming all the way down to the paved sidewalk. The concrete disintegrated around her perfect legs and ass, and the metal rods were absolutely pulverized by her heated inner core.

Everyone just stared in awe, absolutely speechless, rubbing their own needy bits. The weaker willed ones orgasmed on the spot, shamefully staining their pants as they surrendered to her beautiful, irresistible display.

“Mmmm, that was good,” Kellie moaned. “I really have to join the police!”

Chapter 4

It’d been one whole week now. She couldn’t pick up Jason’s voice anywhere in the city! Where was he?! It was so bad, she’d completely forgotten her promise to him to try and stay in her normal form.

Enough was enough! She dressed up in a tight pair of lycra bicycle shorts and a sports bra, some of the few things that actually fit her seven foot frame, and took a stroll down to the police headquarters. She was so livid, she hadn’t even masturbated more than once that morning!

Kellie arrived in front of the police station within seconds, of course. She ducked her head underneath the doorway to get in without smashing it to pieces. The amazon may have been angry, but working in this place would be a dream come true. Kellie didn’t want to take any risks or offend anyone.

“Hello,” she introduced herself as gently as she could, taking long strides toward the front desk.

The receptionist wasn’t used to having to look so far up to make eye contact.

“How can I help you, um… ma’am?” The lady wasn’t actually sure how to address the beautiful giantess before her.

“I’m looking for Jason Steele. He works here.”

“Oh, Jason? He hasn’t been around for a while.”

“What?!” Kellie felt as if she had been punched in the stomach. Except this one actually hurt! Where was Jason?! Had he lied to her?

“I think he was transferred. Let me see.” The officer tried to mollify Kellie.

Kellie chewed her lip as she tried to calm her nerves. It was all she could do to distract herself by hyper-focusing on the tap of the officer’s keystrokes, or the sounds of background chatter.

“Huh. Weird.”

“What?! What’s weird?!” Kellie demanded.

“It says he’s transferred, but there’s no destination.”

“What does that mean? Did you lose my brother!?” Kellie’s voice was getting agitated. “I haven’t seen him for a week!”

“Um, sorry… miss,” she wasn’t sure how to address this tall, muscular, yet clearly child-like fitness model. “Let me ask the chief…”

An overweight, unpleasant looking man lumbered out.

“Yeah? What is it?”

“Where’s my brother!” Kellie yelled. Her voice was shaking the building now. The chief’s thinning hair blew back from the sheer force of her question.

“What the fuck!?” All of the officers grabbed onto something, thinking that an earthquake was underway.

“I said, where is my brother!?” Kellie raised her voice even more. Loose leafs of paper billowed everywhere, notices pinned to walls were sent flying, and the entire building seemed to shudder in pain!

“Miss! I don’t know what you are, but you are under arrest! For assault by… yelling?”

Her rage dissipated immediately. She… was under arrest?

Two officers cautiously approached her. Kellie remained immobile the whole time, trying to process her worst nightmare come true.

They tried to pry her arms from her side and force them behind her back, but Kellie just remained immobile. She hadn’t meant to; she just also wasn’t in the state of mind to remember to let herself be moved by such weak efforts.

“Hnng! What… what the!”

“I can’t budge her at all!”

“I’m… under arrest?” she was on the verge of tears. “I just wanted to know where Jason was!”

“Chief! What do we do?”

Chief Gant stared at her. She was so beautiful, so innocent, and so shell shocked… he decided to trust his instincts.

“Miss… what is your name?”

“Kellie.” She sniffled.

Chief Gant waved off his men. “Miss Kellie. Steele would be your last name, then, would it? Can you please tell me more about yourself?”

“I’m… I’m just looking for my brother Jason. It’s not like this for him to just leave me.” She fidgeted with her fingers.

“Please, come to my office.”

Chief Gant sat down behind his desk. Kellie’s chair was comically small—far too small to fit her powered frame. Her thighs broke the armrests of the small wooden chair, turning it into a makeshift stool.

Chief Gant gasped.

“Miss, so you really care about your brother?”

“Yes! And you lost him!” she accused him.

“We didn’t lose him. It’s classified.”

“Then where is he?” Kellie demanded. She saw a slight glimmer of hope.

“He’s undercover. Trying to break into a smuggling ring.”

Kellie gasped. Her brother was even cooler than she’d ever imagined!

“Is… is he okay?”

“We don’t know, Kellie. He missed his last check-in date. He may have gone deep into the belly of the beast and can’t contact us, or… it could be something else.”

“No! I haven’t heard his voice in the city for a whole seven days! Don’t tell me he’s… he’s…”

“Look, Ms. Steele. This is where we want you to help us. You… you have powers, don’t you?”

Kellie nodded. “I guess. It’s hard for me to think of them as powers. It’s all so easy.”

Gant’s eyes went wide. “Well, I think you can help us to find Jason. Are you interested?”

Kellie gasped. Her lip trembled. Help the police to find Jason?!

“Yes! Yes, I would love to! Tell me what I need to do!”

Chapter 5

“We’ll have to check your physical fitness levels,” one of the female officers stated.

“Really? Great!!”

Kellie stripped off her lycra shorts and sports bra.

Her examiner whistled in appreciation. Kellie was clearly passing, and then some. About twenty-times-more-then-some. But procedures were meant to be followed. And officer Mendez was looking forward to following them.

After checking some basic vitals, Mendez couldn’t believe some of the findings. Kellie’s heart was superhumanly efficient at 42 beats per minute. In fact, she could barely handle the thundering pounding of Kellie’s slow heartbeat in her ears. She had to pull the listening buds out, hearing Kellie’s heart work from an easy distance.

Mendez recovered a bent listening bell from between Kellie’s tits for all her troubles.

“I’m going to try and check your body fat percentage, okay?”

“Go ahead!” Kellie swiveled her torso, eager to be touched.

Officer Mendez gulped and reached for Kellie’s abs. She marveled at the warm smooth silk under her fingers that was Kellie’s tanned skin. Mendez tried to pinch the girl’s flesh, but despite how soft and supple Kellie felt, she couldn’t massage the teen goddess’s body at all! She was totally impenetrable!

Mendez continued to try and squeeze Kellie’s sculpted, harder-than-steel abs to no avail.

“Well? How am I?” Kellie asked knowingly.

“I… um… I’m not sure.”

“How come?”

“I can’t dent you at all!” But that didn’t stop Mendez from continuing to caress Kellie’s skin.

Kellie giggled. “That’s not surprising. Why don’t you try here…” Kellie traced a finger of her left hand over her nether lips…

“Or here…” she cupped her full, firm breasts with her right hand.

Mendez gulped. She quickly glanced over her shoulder to make sure that nobody was watching them through the window of the private room.

“Um, yeah, good idea,” Mendez gasped in lust.

She traced her fingers over Kellie’s etched abdominals, luxuriating in the feel of those firm ridges. And at Kellie’s seven foot stature, the journey was quite long and sensual. She lingered over every dense muscle as if touching the world’s most luxurious silk. Finally, she finished her sexy traversal, up past Kellie’s ribs, and cupped both of her hands under Kellie’s proudly perky breasts. Despite Kellie’s incredible fitness levels of musculature, her breasts weren’t shrunken like others’. They were so pleasantly full, just barely spilling outside of Mendez’s hands. So silky, so perfectly round, they felt like heavy medicine balls as she tried to massage those wonderful slopes.

She couldn’t help but try and squeeze them.

Mendez gasped. They didn’t dent at all! Just like her abs, Kellie’s boobs were as immovable and invulnerable as the rest of her! And just as beautiful too…

“Well? Do you think I can get a passing grade now?” Kellie shook her torso, the effortless movement of her breasts knocking Mendez’s hands away.

“Huh… uh… yeah… why don’t you go outside to the obstacle course where Officer Perlman is waiting for you. I’ve got to, um… go to the restroom…”

Mendez wobbled off bow-legged, her slacks stained with her juices.

Kellie had reluctantly put her skimpy outfit back on. She’d already passed one test; it wouldn’t do to offend her brother’s fellow officers and fail now!

Officer Perlman greeted Kellie with his jaw nearly on the floor. She was already so sexy, but seeing her approaching closer and closer really accentuated just how incredibly tall she was. He craned his neck to look up at this dark-haired angel who casted a long shadow over him, her glorious beauty backlit by the midday sun.

“Hi officer!” Kellie greeted him. “Is this the obstacle course?”

“Yes, Miss Steele,” he answered, his trousers suddenly uncomfortably tight.

She looked at the various hurdles, ropes, and climbing walls. Perlman could only stare at her body.

“Um, Officer Perlman? All of these obstacles are, well, a little short for me.”

“What?” He tore his gaze away from Kellie’s mesmerizing curves and examined the obstacles. Then he looked back at those long legs. She could clear the hurdles with a little step!

“Hey rookie, it’s procedure. Gotta follow procedure here,” he tapped his clipboard. Besides, he really wanted to see that body in action…

“Seriously?” Kellie rolled her eyes. “Fine.”

“Heh. Okay, go ahead.” Perlman took a seat in his folding chair, preparing to enjoy perhaps a five minute display of athleticism from the young officer-to-be.

Kellie became a flesh colored blur. The ground quaked. Perlman shook in his chair until the vibrations were strong enough to tip him over.

Before he could gather himself, Kellie stood at the end of the obstacle course.

“Good enough?” Kellie shouted.

“What did you do!?” he asked, still lying on the ground in disbelief.

“Well, I did a single handed flip over every hurdle instead of just stepping over them. The rope climb, I grabbed on with a single hand and flung myself far into the air…” she pointed to the broken beam. “I may have overdone it though,” she giggled.

“And these staggered beams, I walked up them balancing on nothing but my tiptoes! And then I dismounted from the top beam and landed perfectly!” She flashed him a bright smile, seeking approval.

Perlman shook his head in disbelief.

“Okay, okay, you ran the course. Go on to the gun range…”

Police Chief Gant wanted to be there to supervise her personally. He stood behind the shooting table with earphones on and some black police pistols laid out.

“Hi Chief! Will I get to be a police officer soon?” Kellie asked.

“Well, your physical tests are extraordinary. But there’s a lot more to being police than just running around, you know.”

“Walking,” Kellie corrected him. “All I’ve been doing is walking!”

“Ahem. Um, yes. Nevertheless, we must train you in handling firearms. And all of the paperwork that comes with the job.”

“Paperwork!?” Kellie groaned. Not even more homework! She thought to herself. Maybe this is why Jason insisted she had to go through college first. It would give her the proper training for this busywork. Jason was so smart! She wanted to find him, and fast.

“Okay, first, gun safety rules. Always assume a gun is loaded, even if you know it’s not.”

“Guns are loaded! Got it!” Kellie nodded.

“Whatever you point your gun at, you are prepared to destroy. Got it?”

Kellie frowned. “No, I don’t get it. If you point it at me, I wouldn’t be destroyed. In fact, I would hardly feel it!”

Chief Gant balked at her brazen claim. Could she actually survive a gunshot?

“Ahem. I won’t put that to the test. Nevertheless, do you understand what I’m saying?”

“Okay, okay, I understand,” Kellie whined, disappointed that he didn’t want to test her claim.

“Now, do you know how to handle a gun?”

“Show me!”

Officer Gant raised his pistol, arms straight but relaxed, aimed it downrange, and squeezed the trigger. A bullet hole appeared slightly off bullseye—a good shot.

“The key is to ride the trigger. You don’t need to pull it all the way back.”

“I think your gun was faulty, Chief! It missed the mark!”

“That’s very kind of you to say, Ms. Steele, but I am pretty sure it was just my aim that was off.”

“No! I could see it! You were right on target. Let me double check your gun.”

“Hey, what are you planning to do?”

Before he could react, she had taken his gun, and was standing down range.

“Kellie! Get out of there! We don’t stand down the range unless we give the all clear!”

“It’s okay, Chief Gant! I understood your lesson! I won’t get hurt! Now let me see…”

Kellie held up the pistol, the barrel pointed directly at her gold-flecked sapphire eyes. Without a second thought, she pulled the trigger.

She watched as the bullet lazily drifted out of the barrel, trailed by a hot burst of air and gunpowder. Indeed, it drifted off to the side, ever so slightly. But take it 100 feet downrange, and that drift would be noticeable.

The bullet pinged off her open pupil, flattening against what should have been the most vulnerable part of her body. It crumpled against her eyeball, velocity totally spent. Kellie caught the used up bullet in her open palm as it fell towards the ground.

“See?” Kellie bragged, pinching the spent bit of metal in her fingers, holding it out for Gant to see. “It was off!”

Gant didn’t know what to say. But that was okay. Kellie took the lead.

“Trust me! I’m way more accurate than any gun!” she declared.

Kellie walked back to behind the shooting desk, dug her fingers into a case of bullets, and held the pellets in the palm of her hand.

Then, one by one, she flicked them down range, at all the targets in all lanes. Every bullet drilled a huge hole into the dummies, straight through the heart, before exploding out through the back.

Chief Gant gasped at the effect her blurry hands were having.

Even after she had punctured all of them, she continued her drill. Every projectile was as accurate as the first, traveling neatly through the original hole, not widening it one bit.

“Kellie, Kellie, stop!”

“Aww, but why?” she turned to face him, her hands still moving, still flicking with pinpoint accuracy.

“Okay! Okay! You pass gun training!” Gant was beginning to sweat at her terrifying display of power.

“Yaaaay!” Kellie cheered.

Chapter 6

“Can I go look for my brother yet?!” Kellie complained in Gant’s office. “It’s been two days since I started training! Haven’t I passed everything? My brother could be in trouble!”

“Yes, well.” Gant moused around on his computer, trying to stifle a groan. “We’ll put in the paperwork. You’ll have to fill out a bunch of forms accurately…”

Chief Gant suddenly found Kellie’s sensual rear in his lap. She closed the scandalous pictures of her that he had been looking at and pulled up said forms.

“You mean these?” she pointed out.

“Ah, uh, yeah…” he began to blush furiously, both from her knowing what he’d been looking at, and the intimate, warm contact of her body against his groin. Was she really not upset?

“And? What else?” Kellie began to type furiously as she grinded against his crotch. The computer struggled to keep up.

“We’ll… need… to submit… unnnng!” Chief Gant was losing it! Kellie was going to make him come from just a few seconds of rubbing!

“Done,” Kellie declared, moving to a side to allow him to look at the screen. The letters were still appearing on the screen, lagging way behind her typing. She queued up her picture to pop on screen afterward, and squeezed her cheeks against his shaking, quivering sex.

That simple, final motion set Chief Gant off. He erupted in his pants.

His hips bucked as he soaked his underwear with his fierce ejaculations. Oh god! Right in front of, no, right under his new trainee! But he couldn’t stop!

Kellie was merciless, continuing to goad his urgent spasms.

“There. Happy now?” she smirked at her double entendre as the computer finally finished displaying the completed form as Chief Gant came down from his orgasmic peak.

“Ugh, oh god…”

“Can I go and look for my brother yet?”

“We still have to submit the forms. It could take anywhere from 1 to 6 months before they get back to us…” Chief Gant answered, trying to regain his composure.

“One to six months!?” Kellie’s voice thundered. The shaking building had become a commonplace thing over the last two days.

“That’s how the machine works.”

“Forget this! I’m going to find my brother right now!”

She began to click through Gant’s files, running searches for her brother’s name. Gant tried to stop her, but he was helplessly pinned by her perfect body.

Jason Steele. Undercover. Halfway down the coast of the Atlantic, trying to infiltrate some smuggling rings. StarDock Shipping was their fence. Plenty to work with!

“I’ll have this case solved in no time, Chief!” she declared proudly, grinding his spent erection to full hardness once more before leaving him breathless.

Kellie did her 300 mile walk along the coast until she found the dock she was looking for. This time, even the ocean’s waves were affected by her rapid footfalls, tremors sending the water rushing right back into the ocean.

Kellie’s eyes scanned every last ship on the port, easily finding a few StarDock Shipping logos. She was definitely in the right place.

Presumably Jason had been trying to get in on the smuggling operation, and his last known check in was around here. He’d mentioned that he was getting close, and he had even identified two ships that he thought were the likely transports carrying boosted goods.

Sitting on the dock, she dipped her long, long legs into the cold saltwater. The “shock” of the chill didn’t bother her at all as she tuned in her hearing once again while she scanned miles of violently lapping waves with her telescopic vision. Still no Jason.

It was the first time she’d ever seen the ocean. Cold, grey, dark. And then, she heard a radio call, miles away on the Atlantic.

Kellie quickly turned her head in that direction and zoomed in with her other-worldly glowing eyes. That was it! The Seafarer and Wainslevy, both bearing the StarDock logo!

So pleased with her investigation skills, Kellie couldn’t wait to bring them in! There, she’d find Jason, and there was no way the police force wouldn’t instate her immediately.

She slid into the water, forgetting that she’d never swum before. How hard could it be, anyway?

Sinking into the depths due to her extremely dense muscles, she kept her eyes open as she peered through the darkness. The briny water didn’t bother her at all.

Plumbing ever deeper, she realized… she didn’t even need to breathe! Oh, this was fun!

Her nocturnal vision allowed her to see the two ships, radiating hot, white heat zones on the water’s surface miles away.

Trying to regain control of her body, she wiggled her arms. The violent motion created an eddy around her, but the net forces canceled out. Maybe if she tried flailing with her even longer legs?

An awkward, single-legged kick sent her body soaring straight up. Her head burst out of the water first, along with the rest of her, sending her flying into the air.

“Wheee!” Kellie roared as she flew twenty feet into the air before splashing back down.

Turning horizontal now, eyes on the prize, she began to kick sporadically by bending her legs at the knees. She carved a jagged path through the ocean, still moving at beyond mach speed.

Within a few minutes, she could see her targets approaching. She tried to slow her velocity by putting her arms and hands out in front of her, but it was nowhere near enough resistance to halt her insane speed. Kellie blew right past the two ships, the wake of her speed causing each ship’s bow to yaw toward her slipstream.

Oops! Despite the safe distance the two ships were apart, they began to drift toward each other rapidly. Both ships threw down their anchors in panic. Kellie swam straight up, listening for Jason’s voice on the ships. Lots of panicked screaming… still no Jason.

Giggling at her little accidental stunt, Kellie decided to see how far she could take it. She sank back under the waves, flexed her muscular legs once, and bolted right back over.

And then she began to kick in earnest.

Around and around she spun underwater, creating a swirling vortex above. The poor 200,000 ton cargo ship began to spin like a top! All of the crew members hit the deck, sliding back and forth, not understanding where this sudden natural disaster had come from!

Kellie laughed and repeated her trick with the other one. Two hundred thousand ton ships, both whirling around like a headless chicken… all because she kicked her legs a little!

Eventually, she got bored. Kellie grabbed both ships' chains, one in each arm, and began to tow them to shore.

The sudden change in direction and the couple hundred miles per hour speed caused everyone on board to slam against and pile up against the stern of the ship. The sight of two freighters as large as these must have looked ludicrous to everyone on shore as they skipped and hopped over the waves, banging into each other, being pulled along like toy figurines. But it was just another day in the life of Kellie.

Finally, the water became shallower, and she dipped down to the underwater earth. She walked at her usual pace, faster than human eyes could follow. The water resistance didn’t impede her at all.

The sound of the ships grinding into each other before carving a huge groove on the beach was absolutely deafening. Kellie just continued her walk, planning to bring them all the way to the police station. Her toy boats crashed through the natural rock wall of the beach, obliterating sidewalks, and tearing up paved streets.

She’d gone ten miles in a minute before local police arrived on the scene and begged her to stop.

Chapter 7

“What do you mean, I can’t even take the sailors in?” Kellie shouted angrily into her phone while standing on the sandy shore.

“We have no cause, no warrants, nothing to charge them with!” Gant yelled back. “We haven’t done any of the paperwork, and your brother was digging deeper into their ranks!”

“Why don’t we, like, just put them in a room! You can do bad cop I can do good cop!”

“Kellie! You’re going to risk all the work your brother has put into this! This isn’t a game!”

“I know it’s not a game!” she yelled into her phone. An entire row of trees shattered from her sonic scream.

“Wh… what was that?!”

“Ugh! Forget it! I’ll just ask them myself!”

Both StarDock ships were beached right where she’d left them. They wouldn’t be getting anywhere without her help, after all.

Kellie leapt onboard one of the ships. The crew had recovered enough from her unconventional tow, and had all gathered on deck to prepare and face her.

“Hi boys! Have you seen my brother Jason?” she asked innocently.

They all pointed their guns at her. A few people remained in the back, fiddling with a chrome, futuristic looking cannon.

“Guys? I asked you a question.”

“Shoot the bitch!” was the only reply.

A wall of bullets appeared before Kellie. Not this again! She’d already had enough of bullets from her gun range training. They were so boring!

And traveling so slowly. She walked around and behind the display of brass projectiles, grabbing every last gun out of the crew’s hands. Then, while squeezing it all into a dense metal ball, she strolled back to her original position, back to being target practice.

The bullets pinged off her body, shredding her wet clothes.. Those that managed to hit, at least. Kellie plucked all of the badly aimed ones out of midair and squished them into the bizarrely colored alloy she was rolling in her hands.

Soon, she was completely nude, a wall of squashed bullets clinking at her feet. The shooters weren’t even aware they’d been disarmed, as they continued to try and pull the triggers.

“Wh… what the fuck?!” An entire group of armed goons were left mystified at what had just happened.

“Ayyo, get out of the way! No way she can survive this!”

Three men hauled the chrome cannon forward.

“Ooh, what’s that?” Kellie raved. “I’ve never seen one like that before!”

“Fire!”

The barrel of the cannon glowed purple, humming with power that increased in intensity. A sphere of energy formed and grew, until a deafening blast caused all of the crew to cover their ears as a massive laser beam launched toward Kellie.

The wide bolt of energy struck her squarely on her nude torso. Searing hot plasma enveloped Kellie’s entire body.

“Ooooh! Ughhhhhh!” Kellie cried.

“It’s working!!!”

“Ahhhhhhhh! Fuck, I’m gonna COME!!!!”

Her orgasmic scream immediately rendered the crew unconscious. The cannon’s fastenings rattled and fell off, leaving the sophisticated weapon a non-functioning, shiny piece of rubble.

Meanwhile, Kellie’s entire torso was aglow with the power. The superheated air around her dried out the ship’s planks, enveloping her with scalding hot steam. Through the foggy haze, her marvelous glowing silhouette could be seen as she writhed in pure pleasure.

“Ohh.. thanks boys, I didn’t realize it would be so easy to get you to cooperate!” Kellie moaned, her fingers still teasing her hairless snatch. She didn’t realize she’d already knocked everyone unconscious with her burst of joy. “Now, can you tell me where Jason is?”

There was no reply. Only the sound of her fingers rapidly drilling herself.

“Guys?”

Kellie finally opened her eyes.

“Oh. Darn. At least I still have the other ship.”

She leapt off that deck with her toes, splintering the wood beneath her. Soaring through the air, she landed gracefully on the other deck.

The men there were more hesitant to put up a fight. They’d already seen how ineffective their secret weapon had been.

“We surrender!” They dropped their weapons and reached for the sky.

“Aw, really? But that felt so good!”

They all gulped as they drank in the sight of Kellie’s nude body.

“Well, can you at least help me find my brother?” She pulled out her phone and brought up a picture.

They all took turns looking. Most of them shook their heads, but the captain flinched unnaturally first.

“Ooh, so you do know him?” Kellie prodded, quite proud of herself. Now that was good policing!

“No, no! I swear I don’t!” the captain cried unconvincingly. At the same time, he signaled his crew with a gesture of his hands. They surreptitiously tried to reach into their pockets for their phones.

“Nuh uh!” Kellie scolded them. She danced around all of them with her superspeed walking, tapping them each on the back of the head with a finger. The boat rocked under her footfalls.

Standing back in front of the captain, Kellie allowed speed to return to normal. The entire crew fell in sync with a dull thud.

The captain gasped. What… what just happened?!

“I gave them all a little love tap! Now, tell me about Jason.”

“I… I don’t know anything… I swear!” His heart nearly doubled in pace.

Kellie’s ears picked up that telltale sign. She clenched her fists. “I’m so tired of your lying! Now you’re really gonna get it! Usually I let people come, but I think I’ll do something different with you…”

“What are you… gurp!”

Kellie ripped his clothes off unceremoniously, leaving him naked in the salty, stinging chill of the wind. Her eyes took on an evil glint as she towered over him.

Placing an arm on his shoulder, she tossed him straight up, catching him by his hips with his semi-erect penis level with her face.

“Now, are you going to tell me where my brother is?” Her forceful breath massaged his member, causing it to straighten out. “Or am I going to have to get… personal?”

“I don’t know him! What are you going to do!?” He didn’t know what to expect. Was she really going to “threaten” him with a blow job?

“Alright, mister, just remember. You chose your own fate by lying to me!”

Kellie opened her mouth. Her hot breath warmed his shivering body. He couldn’t believe this was happening. Was this towering beauty really about to…

Kellie’s hot, wet mouth enveloped his fully engorged erection. Her powerful tongue slid against his pulsing, erect shaft, massaging it so roughly and strongly. He moaned in pure joy. This was the best sex he’d ever experienced, and so far it’d only lasted one second!

He could feel his balls tightening, the building pressure too much for him to withstand. He was going to come in her mouth!

“Mm mmm!” Kellie mumbled, his dick still deep in her mouth.

And then he felt it. Somehow the pace of her sucking and teasing doubled. Then doubled again. And it didn’t stop increasing.

Kellie’s tongue vibrated painfully against his shaft. Her fleshy lips tightened over his steely rod, preventing his ejaculation. She tortured him, her head bobbing back and forth faster than his eye could follow, a swirl of brown hair violently flitting back and forth.

He… he couldn’t come! She had him sealed up tight, even as she continued to massage and suck him! The captain’s body vibrated in her intimate embrace. Her supersonic blow job caused his teeth to chatter. He was getting dizzy as his entire body rattled like a toy.

And his need to orgasm grew ever stronger.

“Mm mmm mm mm?” Kellie slowed her bobbing as her dark brunette hair fell back into place. Her lips still had him clamped up tight. She gazed up at him with her icy blue eyes.

“ARrrrr--rrrr-rrrrrrgh!” he was still vibrating. “Plllaeeaasse… stoo-o-oo-oppp…”

Kellie gave him another powerful, vacuum sealed suck.

“Aieee!!!!” the captain cried.

“Mmm mmm mmm!” Kellie interrogated him once again, her voice vibrating through his tortured erection.

“Hiii--i-i-i-iiss na--a--aa-aaame…”

Kellie gripped his torso tightly with her fingers, ceasing his uncontrollable shaking.

“His name is Brody! I worked with him! Please please let me come!”

Kellie looked him dead in the eye and began to increase the pressure within her mouth once again. He felt as if she were sucking the absolute life out of him!

“Okay okay! We thought he was a rat, so we sent him all the way down to Florida where we could test him! I don’t… I don’t know where he is now! Tampa Bay Dock Enterprise was the last I’d heard from him! Please, please, stop sucking on me!!”

Kellie tight her seal on him as she fished out her phone with one hand and punched in the address. She flashed it at him.

“Hmm mm?”

“Yes, yes, that’s it! He… he may not be alive anymore! I don’t know anything else, I swear!”

Kellie’s eyes grew wide as saucers. She dropped her interrogation victim immediately and headed for Florida.

He fell over eight feet to the ship’s deck, his pent up orgasm erupting from his overworked, twitching shaft the whole way.

Chapter 8

For the first time in her storied life, Kellie broke out into a proper sprint. She traveled down the East Coast in huge strides, leaping hundreds of feet over populated areas so as not to completely level the cities in her path.

Descending from 200 feet in the air, Kellie landed waist deep in concrete. It was pitch black at night, save for a sliver of moon and some flickering street lights. But Kellie had no problem seeing.

She extricated herself from the rubble, her long legs climbing out with ease. A microsecond scan found more StarDock logos in pitch black. She focused her hearing.

A sickening sound of fist meeting flesh. A wet squelch, a muffled scream.

“So, Brody. Or should I say… Officer Steele, hmm? How’d you find us? Who’s our little snitch?”

“JASON!!!” Kellie screamed. Her directed voice caused the boat to tilt wildly, nearly capsizing it!

Kellie leapt onto the edge of the boat just as it was about to flip over entirely, tapped the deck with a single foot, and reversed its rotation. It landed with a giant splash, displacing water all over the dock.

The smugglers below deck screamed as they slid around inside the cabin as if they were on a carnival ride with no safeties attached.

However, the sound of a scraping chair was what caught Kellie’s attention. She followed the grating scratch to its source, finding a slightly wounded Jason, tied up to a chair, about to crash headfirst into a cabin wall!

“Jason!” Kellie yelled, the syllables far too rapid for anyone to decipher. She placed herself in his collision course, cushioning and absorbing the impact into a soft, gentle embrace.

“Jason! What did they do to you?!”

“Kels… is that you?” he uttered, more out of shock than any serious injury.

“Jason! Who did this to you?!”

“Kellie! I’m okay! It’s not bad… can you get me out of here? Did Chief Gant send you?”

“No! They wouldn’t let me do anything! I’m so glad I looked for you myself!”

She picked up Jason, chair and all, and gave him a tight hug.

“Yeowch! Kellie! Not… so… tight!”

“Oh, sorry, big bro! I missed you so much!” She kissed him gently on the cheek.

“Yo, who is this bitch!?” a foreign voice rang out.

“EXCUSE ME!” Kellie yelled. Her voice blasted him into the far wall, knocking him unconscious. “I’m having a moment here!”

“Um, Kels… if you’re going to start having fun with these guys, could you get me out of here first…?”

“Ooh! Good idea, big bro! See, you’re always telling me the right things to do!”

With Jason hidden away, Kellie now faced a small, private army on the large cargo ship. She could hear and see every scurrying body with total ease, even in the black of night.

She walked toward a crowd of shooters, hidden behind large crates. Their bullets pinged uselessly off of Kellie’s steely, invulnerable body. Spent bits of metal landed all around her. She continued walking barefoot, squashing them under her pretty soles.

Suddenly, the gunshots stopped.

“Grenade!” she heard them yell.

A few metal-shaped eggs landed in Kellie’s vicinity. She picked one up.

“Ooh, I’ve never played with these before!” She brought one directly in front of her face to examine.

As if on cue, the grenade detonated. Hot scraps of metal burst in every direction chaotically, but they met the same fate as all the bullets they’d spent. The sharp, jagged, deadly projectiles pinged uselessly off of Kellie’s smooth skin. She inhaled the hot gases to no ill effect. She hadn’t even blinked!

“Hmm, that was boring. Maybe, just maybe…”

She picked one off the floor that must have been on the verge of going off. But with her superspeed, there was no way she would miss the deadline.

Holding the metal oval with a pinch of her fingers, she brought it above her head, opened her mouth, and dropped it in.

Kellie swallowed the entire thing whole.

A muffled “boom!” sounded inside of her. Her eyes opened wide before slamming shut. She wrapped her arms around her bulging abs, the searing gases of the grenade illuminating each brick of muscle like they were Christmas ornaments.

A few heads poked out from behind their cover.

“We… we got her! We got her!”

“Oh fuuuuuuck! I’M… I’M COMING!!!!” Kellie roared.

Regular plumes of hot smoke puffed out of her mouth as she heaved rhythmically in orgasmic pleasure.

“What the fuck!? No way! Get her!!”

Six more grenades headed her way.

Kellie was caught in the throes of orgasm, but there was no way she would miss this opportunity. She flicked three of the grenades into the air, catching them in her hands. One she swallowed yet again, another she placed in her cleavage, flexing her sizable breasts to pinch it in place, and the final one… she spread her pussy lips, and shoved the whole thing as far up into her core as she possibly could.

As her fingers teased and guided the deadly weapon upward, all three simultaneously exploded.

“FUUUUUUUUCK!” Kellie cried.

Her abs and vagina glowed bright white like a floodlight. The shrapnel ping-ponged in the luscious valley outlined by her breasts, with lucky stray pieces shooting out to grind against her nipples. The high-pitched ringing sound of metal scraping against her invulnerable nubs caused all the smugglers to cover their ears in pain.

Meanwhile, the shrapnel thundering around inside of her caused her to bend her legs, squatting up and down, as if spearing herself on an invisible lover. Her inner coils tightened against the hot bits of puny metal, seeking to squeeze as much pleasure out of it as possible. The immense pressure deformed and melted the remains of the grenade as the liquid alloy dripped down her thighs.

After a full minute, she came down from her mind-bending pleasure. None of the smugglers were hiding behind cover anymore. They just stood in the open, jaws agape in shock.

“Well boys? Do you have any more for me?” she huffed, eager to experience more.

“We surrender! We surrender! Please!”

“Aww…” Kellie pouted.

Chapter 9

Kellie vanished for a few months, getting some comeuppance at Jason’s expense. She had informed him mysteriously that she would vanish for a while, and that she couldn’t be contacted. Served him right!

Kellie had uncovered the plans for where the smuggling ring was building its new storage and headquarters. And now, it was time for her to go undercover. Literally. She giggled with glee. This was real police work!

In broad daylight, while the construction crews were pouring concrete, Kellie walked over at super speed, dipped her toes in to test the “waters,” and then submerged herself fully and gracefully. The viscous mixture didn’t even splash as she went under.

She knew she didn’t have to breathe, thanks to her on the job experience grabbing the StarDock ships. So, all she had to do was wait as they constructed the building around her. And then she would catch the victims red-handed!

Kellie lay there for weeks as they erected the steel beams and welded them together. It was a good thing she’d already had her hand on her crotch while the concrete was still flowing. Otherwise, she’d have cracked the whole foundation moving her arm through solid cinder when she went to masturbate!

And boy, did she need to masturbate. What the hell else could she do? The small, rapid vibrations of her hand had carved a neat nook in her underground prison.

Finally, construction was completed. Trucks began to drop off load after load of huge shipping cans. She could hear, clear as a bell, the conversations that were taking place in the back office, over the phone.

They were planning to mass produce the laser cannon that had given her such a pleasant orgasm on the ships, and sell to the highest bidder!

Oh, she would definitely need some of that to herself! Just the thought of it was turning her on!

She waited torturously for the smugglers to bring in all the equipment and materials they were looking to stash. Kellie never stopped fingering herself, tracing her smooth charged nether lips and brushing her needy clit as gently as a normal human would, sending tingles of pleasure down her spine… which she had to keep perfectly still.

Her stiffening nipples began to carve deep holes into the concrete as well, vibrating with need just like her sweet bud. She bit her lip, that simple gesture flaking away the sturdy foundation as well.

Still, she fought her urge to orgasm. It was the hardest thing she’d ever tried to accomplish, staving off boredom with self-pleasure, but never reaching release.

The Kellie-shaped hole slowly began to widen under her entire tense, vibrating body. Her little mewls of pleasure accelerated the crumbling of infrastructure.

And still, she kept edging herself.

The visiting smuggling ring began to tell stories of ghosts haunting the new building—the unexplained tremors, the haunting cry of female moans, perhaps a ghost—if they had their way, they would’ve chosen an entirely new site. But their kingpins had paid a lot of money for this real estate, so the business continued as usual.

Every night, Kellie’s self-discipline continued to erode.

After two weeks of edging herself, riding the thin wire of ecstasy that she had so expertly built up, Kellie’s ears finally picked up an all clear from the smuggling kingpin. Their migration operation was finally complete.

Kellie plunged two fingers fiercely into her far-too-overworked folds as she ground her thumb hard into her clit which had swollen to enormous proportions.

The fiery passion she had so carefully stoked, tenderly and precariously riding the edge for two weeks, finally erupted in a molten burst of pleasure.

Her long overdue body began to quaver in pleasure. Slowly at first, causing the entire block to rumble gently, before intensifying into an all out earthquake. The heavy shipping containers and advanced weaponry began to shift side to side, crashing in a cacophony of chaos.

Still Kellie continued to thrust her fingers deep into her core, seeking the satisfaction that was so long overdue.

Her entire body clenched, legs pressing upward. She squirted, hard. Not only was the earth quaking now, but the inexorable pressure of her love fractured the foundation, forming pressurized geysers up through the floor. As she continued to pulse, earth quaking, her lovely fluids began to burst through the very earth itself! They even drilled holes through the cargo the smugglers had brought!

Her rigid arms twitched. Her well-developed muscular legs crashed through concrete. Her hips bucked, pumping up and down, each powerful impact causing the machinery above her to bounce violently, smashing into three story-high roof before crashing back down.

Kellie finally gave voice to her two week long, literally warehouse-shattering ecstasy.

“Oh goodddd! I needed to come so baaaaaad!”

One hour later, when it was all over, Kellie carved her way through the ground and poked her hair through the ground, her hair matted all over her face, covered in her own cum. Everything had been thoroughly destroyed.

Kellie’s work was done. Let her colleagues pick up the pieces and do the paperwork they were so fond of!

Chapter 10

Kellie strutted onto the stage in a custom uniform of her design. Black, thigh high boots and a tight pair of short elastic shorts, leaving her muscular thighs on display. A cropped, black, sleeveless vest, with the zipper down as far as possible while still covering her nipples. She was a walking sexual hazard to any onlookers.

Her chosen outfit was devoid of any of the normal police paraphernalia. No gun, no cuffs, no weapons at all. The body that it contained was weapon enough. All she had was her police radio.

“Congratulations, Officer Steele.”

The police force clapped as Gant pinned a badge onto her low-cut cropped vest, trying to move smoothly despite the erection she was inspiring.

Kellie smiled brightly, especially to Jason, who still had his arm in a sling. She couldn’t wait to work with him.

“Thanks everyone! How about y’all call me… Blue Steele?”