Renata's Perfected Reflection (Patreon)

Renata’s Perfected Reflection
Commissioned by anonymous
Written by HarmonyMotion with Au Goose

Chapter 1 - Epic Epoch

Justice Girl, Javelin, and Gaea gathered quietly on the outer edges of a large warehouse turned laboratory. It was easy for Justice and Gaea—the former could fly through the air silently as long as she moved slowly enough, as long as didn’t generate enough speed for the sound of her signature swish of her whipping red cape. And Gaea was simply beautiful and graceful, moving delicately as she was so attuned with the earth.

Javelin struggled in his heavy combat boots, but the two powerful women noted that he was doing fairly well. He wasn’t used to such a delicate sting operation. He was the group’s long range artillery, so to speak. He could control his destructive energy beams with great accuracy, firing them high into the air before shunting them downwards to strike his target, and only his target, but he needed time to curve and arc them. Mental Man usually served as his spotter and guidance.

However, this operation was too delicate for long range bombardment support. This warehouse was Epoch’s newest lair, filled with who knew how many delicate magical trinkets and doodads. And he always seemed to have a surprise for the group... The last thing they needed was to discover that it had an energy shielding on the outside, capable of reflecting Javelin’s blasts. That had happened before and blown up into a nightmare and a half, with the victory clearly going toward the ageless villain as he sprang his trap.

Speaking of Mental Man, he was in the back lines with Renata, their unpowered magical consultant and advisor. It was Justice Girl’s idea to find one—Epoch had been active robbing magical sites and causing general mayhem ever since they were kids. He’d fought their parents and mentors. This entirely new squad of the Squadron of Heroes had taken on the reins after the old team had retired. They’d given decades of service, now were living comfortably in their civilian alter ego lives, clearly well past their prime power and health wise. But Epoch looked the same as he ever had since two decades ago.

Justice Girl had given Mental Man the assignment of finding a magic consultant. A logical choice. He was their telepath, after all. After a month-long search, he had come back with Renata, a comely redhead with only trace magical powers. She was a researcher in the arts of magic, and didn’t seem to be a big player in the mystical world, in terms of power.

Mental Man was also somewhat smitten with her.

Justice Girl wasn’t particularly impressed with the girl, but who was she to question Mental Man? He surely would have vetted her with a light probe, making sure that she was a decent person. Of course, some dark impulses were normal, but as long as she wasn’t out to sabotage the group to high hell and beyond, it was probably fine.

Justice and Elementa, who were close, had gossiped about Renata between themselves. The girl was nice and bubbly. Almost too nice. They also discussed if she and Mental Man’s obvious growing relationship would become a hindrance in their hero work.

Still, she was Mental Man’s pick.

That conversation played through Justice Girl’s mind once more. Mental Man and Renata were in the rear, a plan championed by MM and probably influenced by his care for Renata. It wasn’t a bad plan... the last thing they wanted was to hurt a civilian, but she needed to be along to examine this so-called doomsday artifact that Epoch was tinkering with. But the blonde superpowered leader couldn’t help but wonder if things would have played out differently without Renata around.

Meanwhile, the three of them remained silent as they watched their nemesis experimenting with the Cadalian Mirror, his latest prize. He seemed to be muttering to himself as he circled his lab table, mirror clasped on a stand and under some bright examination lights. He paced circles around it, hand on chin, staring at it from both reflective sides, and even along its edge.

“Damned witch... how does this thing work!” he yelled loud enough for the three Squadron members to hear, even without Justice Girl’s superhearing. He leaned into the Cadalian Mirror and peered into it, only to clench his fists in frustration.

Justice Girl, Elementa, and Javelin all looked at each other and nodded. There was still time.

A large, conspicuous whoosh sounded near the heroes.

“Hey guys, perimeter's clear. So what’s up?” Lightspeed asked loudly as he appeared in a blue blur.

All three of them glared at him.

“Shut up!” Justice Girl whispered. She had half a mind to uppercut him into the stratosphere. That is, if she could have been fast enough to connect with him.

Then, another loud sort of wobble sound echoed in the warehouse as the very air rippled and distorted. Another hero, aptly named Ripple, materialized out of nowhere and found himself suspended in midair. Then promptly fell to the ground in a loud thud.

“Ow! Fuck, I need to get better at blind teleporting...”

Lightspeed looked at his team and shrugged, as if to say it wasn’t his fault about the noise prior.

When they had all calmed down thanks to a severe look from Justice Girl, they all peeked back at Epoch’s workbench.

He wasn’t there.

“Shit!” Justice Girl yelled.

“Now who’s being loud?” Ripple asked.

“Dumbass!” Elementa spat.

“I’ll find him, I’ll find him!” Lightspeed blurred away.

“Where’s Mental Man! We may need him!” Javelin wanted his trusty partner by his side.

In that moment, a huge psychic blast of glowing green energy tore through a bunch of large wooden boxes and palettes.

“God dammit you two!” Justice Girl cursed at them as she shielded the brunt of the blast. The energy enveloped her as the debris of concrete and wood bounced harmlessly off her highly resistant physique.

“Aw Justice, we always beat him anyway,” Ripple grimaced as he hid behind their powerful leader’s tall and sculpted body. “What’s the matter?”

“I’ll kill you myself if Epoch doesn’t do it!” Javelin growled at the impudent young ones.

“Look out!” Elementa shouted.

A magical stream of green flame roared toward them from the side. Justice Girl was still shielding the team from Epoch’s first blast. Elementa covered the second front, shifting to the defense of her team as she tapped into the icy elements and exhaled so cold that a thick, crystal wall of irregular ice appeared before them.

The onrushing flame struck into the ice, creating a dense, sizzling steam. Elementa kept up her steady freezing breath, solidifying the scalding water once more until the flames were completely extinguished.

“We’ll find him!” Javelin yelled over the din of Elementa’s immense power.

Lightspeed reappeared.

“Found him! Mental Man showed me! Ripple!”

Ripple warped back in, horizontal and a few feet above the floor. He crumpled into a heap as he fell once more.

“Dammit!”

“Come on!” Javelin reached out with both arms, one touching their teleporter and one on Justice Girl. The rest of the team quickly made contact with each other.

They warped outside in the blink of an eye.

“Follow me!” Lightspeed disappeared immediately.

Justice Girl flew behind the speedster, almost fast enough to keep pace. Mental Man, high in the air, made eye contact with Javelin. In that quick moment of understanding, they floated forward in tandem as the unit’s artillery.

Renata, mostly powerless and armed only with a huge stick, marched along behind them.

“Quickly, before he gets to one of his escape portals!” Elementa ordered.

The sound of fighting somewhere in the distance reached their ears.

“Ripple! Come here! Warp me closer, under some cover!” Javelin ordered.

Ripple appeared, touched Javelin’s arm, and disappeared. Mental Man had already established a mind link with him, prepared to help him aim.

Renata continued to trudge forward on her own.

“You know you can’t kill me!” Epoch growled at Justice Girl as they neared a large clearing in the forest.

“But we can lock you up!” Justice Girl retorted.

Lightspeed charged at him from behind, far too fast for the villainous sorcerer to see. But the small speedster just bounced off his forcefield. He was sent tumbling away at superspeed, rolling head over heels before slamming into a tree trunk with a loud “oomph!” He was out for the fight.

Elementa floated to his side, aided by her power over air currents. She placed her healing hands on him and blew gently over his battered body.

“Ha! I have some new toys to protect me now too!” Epoch gloated as he continued to move toward a ring carved into the ground that he had long prepared in advance.

Justice Girl blurred and appeared before him, hovering in the air and blocking his advances.

“Think it’s powerful enough to stop me?” She clenched a fist and flexed her arm. Her entire body coursed with power.

“Why don’t we find out?” Epoch continued his advances. His portal was his only escape option. If he could just...

“I have a better idea.” Justice Girl didn’t approach, but she didn’t back off either.

A blazing beam of Javelin’s infamous energy arced high into the air before shooting downward at a violent angle, aimed to perfection and striking directly at his pumping legs. His protective forcefield disintegrated as he screamed in pain and nearly tripped. But another of his trinkets, an amulet around his neck, glowed and kept him airborne and still traveling forward.

Justice Girl charged toward him, left arm extended forward, right arm cocked back for a hoped for knockout blow. The two were headed for a collision course as they both propelled through the air.

The superpowered superheroine team leader judged her punch with superhuman accuracy. Even with her unearthly physique and strength, she was a well-honed machine, having trained in aerial combat to perfection. Rotating her body and snapping at the hips and waist, she swung a well controlled haymaker, landing satisfyingly right into Epoch’s cheek. The villain was famous for being immortal, but could he really withstand such a precise, forceful blow such as this? It might be the best punch she’d ever landed.

But instead of Epoch being sent flying, it was Justice Girl who went hurling backwards, spinning out of control! She felt a powerful thudding pain in her cheek. She already knew she would have a shiner in the morning. What the fuck!

“Nice punch, Justice! That looked like it hurt!” Epoch laughed at the effect of his reflection spell. “I saved that one for you! Now, to get out of here with my prize...” He held the Cadalian Mirror up close to his face and examined it, having neutralized all of the actual combat threats.

Only to have it smashed into said face by a big stick swung like a baseball bat by a powerless Renata.

A loud thwap, a soft flash of light, and then the sound of broken glass. A spider web of cracks formed on the Cadalian Mirror right where it smacked him in the face, and he dropped it. Epoch flinched, blindsided from the sneak attack and broke right over his timeless face.

“Wh... what the fuck was that!?” He muttered, completely taken aback. He was almost out of his bag of tricks, but something should have deflected that!

A trembling, cowering Renata, standing with what amounted to a baseball bat squeaked in fear. She’d landed a blow against the Squadron of Heroes’ nemesis... and now his full attention was focused on her.

“Who the hell are you?! What’s your power!” he barked as he walked over to pick up his now broken prize.

Renata backed away and dropped her improvised wooden beating stick.

“You’re not even a hero! Never did I think I would have to enchant myself for protection against a mere squib...” He chuckled. “But I may never need to. Right after I finish you off...” He raised his hands.

“Don’t even think about it,” Elementa appeared in front of Renata.

“Cute trick. You’re right. I do hit hard,” Justice Girl reappeared before them, spitting a wad of saliva and blood out the side of her mouth. “But how many more of those do you have for me?” She cracked her neck and rolled her shoulders.

“Target locked,” Mental Man announced loudly from the sky.

“Now, now, let’s not be too hasty...” he raised his hands into the air and slowly bent down to reach for his artifact.

It vanished from right under his grasp. Lightspeed had snatched it away in a blur and handed it to Renata.

“Nice one,” Lightspeed clicked his tongue and gave her a wing.

“God damn heroes!” Epoch yelled. “Transference!”

He disappeared in a puff of green smoke. In all of the conflict, no one had noticed that he’d made it to his teleporting pentagram.

“Shit, he got away. Again.” Justice Girl spat.

“But I think we got what’s most important. Right, Renata?” Mental Man floated down to their consultant’s side and placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder.

“R-right...” Renata gasped, finally remembering to breathe. She clutched the mirror close to her chest and hid it from view.

Chapter 2 - Mental Man

Renata awoke the next morning with a start. She’d asked for permission to take the Cadalian Mirror with her, but the heroes insisted that they should vault it. She would have full access to it in their compound, of course. She couldn’t wait to get back to it and do some research on the priceless and mysterious artifact.

But first things first.

Renata climbed out of bed and did the usual things: shower, brush, that kind of stuff. But when it came to her makeup and appearance, she had a wholly different routine.

Standing naked in the still steamy bathroom, Renata wiped down her mirror with a towel to get a good view of herself. Slightly above average height, frizzly and not so vibrant red hair, and a body she could only describe as “normal” or “adequate.” She leaned forward and peered closely into the mirror, checking her skin and her slightly milky green eyes by tugging at their corners, checking to see how bloodshot they were.

She closed her eyes, let her arms hang by her sides, flexed her calves and wiggled her toes. Taking a deep breath, she began to work her meager magic, limited only to beautification. This was always the best part of her day.

Renata’s hands glowed with sparkling pink energy as she began the process. Rolling her hands over her thighs, she willed them to tighten up with nice, firm flesh, masking them to look ripe and supple while erasing stretch marks and imperfections in her skin.

She continued upwards past her fluid hips and up to her tummy, tightening it ever so slightly to erase any hint of flab. Her sleek, feminine abs came into stark view as her waist subtly cinched inward, giving Renata that extra oomph in her appearance that she knew both Mental Man and her magical tutor loved so much.

Rolling her magically infused hands upward, she applied her expertise in glamor magic to her moderate breasts, simultaneously inflating and expanding them tastefully to fill out her thin torso. They lingered longer than necessary as she pinched and perfected her tingling, stiffening peaks, looking at her own handiwork as she moaned in ecstasy. Oh, what she wouldn’t give to look like that without her glamor spell!

Renata repeated her up and down journey over her torso, exaggerating her physical features even further with her glowing purple hands. It was so tempting to overdo it, but ultimately it was all an illusion. The red-haired specialist in the magic of appearance ceased her spell and just touched herself for a while, striking seductive pose after seductive pose as she played with her perfectly illusioned body. Her pubic mound was so smooth, hairless, and inviting... her waist begging to be grabbed, her breasts ready to suffocate a man’s head in between their mountainous, fleshy swells... Today was a good day to put a little extra oomph into her appearance.

With a sigh, Renata conjured up the rest of her power and waved her hand over her face, performing her makeup.

Of course, her sorcery teacher knew about her little trick, and even commented that she was perhaps one of the most impressive glamor conjurers. But that compliment came with its own insult—he didn’t think it was worth her time.

But Renata didn’t think so. She simply wasn’t born with the natural reserves for more complex magic. Forget advanced things like time dilation and space jumping, which even the world’s most advanced sorcerer’s could hardly hope to keep pace with Ripple—Renata simply didn’t have the fortitude or capacity to create something such as a simple flame and maintain it for 30 minutes. So she latched onto her glamor.

Besides, her hypocritical little teacher and Mental Man surely didn't mind, judging from their lingering and constant glances.

Now, it was time to go and examine the Cadalian Mirror that they had vaulted away in Renata’s lab at Squadron compound.

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Renata got there right at 7:30 AM, a little before her scheduled time with Mental Man. Aside from some low to mid-powered guards, no one was there save Justice Girl. Renata wasn’t even sure if the strong, tall blonde had a civilian life. She was the consummate leader, really. Leading by example, stronger and simply more powerful than everyone else while continuing to put hard work in her training. Renata could hear the supermassive weights in the distant gym clanging at rapid speeds as Justice did what she did best.

She strode over to her makeshift magical laboratory, which was just a small office that the Squadron had given her. There, lying flat on her desk, was the Cadalian Mirror, right where she’d left it. The thing still had all of the cracks she’d left on it from her little athletic display against Epoch.

Shame about that.

She picked the thing up in her glowing hands, placing one on either face of the mirror. Then she set it back down and began to pour through the musty old tomes that her master Martin had given her. He’d done his best to find anything with references to the ancient civilization Cadali and any lore that contained the subject of magic mirrors. And so Renata was buried under a pile of irrelevant texts while her master continued his search for new relics and more targeted scripts about this long forgotten piece of magic that Epoch had somehow discovered and unearthed.

Renata flipped through page after page, pretending to read, scanning quickly and imprecisely while looking out of her office window. When was Mental Man going to get here? The clock ticked loudly as Renata huffed book dust impatiently.

Finally, he arrived and knocked on her door with a big smile.

Renata beckoned him in with a knowing smile and a come hither curl of her finger. She was dressed to kill today, after having glamored herself up extra special in the morning.

Her formal-looking yet utterly scandalous black miniskirt revealed as much of her legs as possible while still barely keeping her decent. Underneath it, she wore a tight thong whose straps extended up all the way to her hips, giving the onlooker something to salivate and fantasize about. Underneath her white, slightly translucent blouse tied around the waist with a thin black belt to emphasize the extra curves she’d put on herself, Renata wore an uncomfortable black designer bra constructed to lift and push her breasts up, giving her a marvelous cleavage that she knew Mental Man wouldn’t be able to look away from. It would help make real the glamor illusion she’d casted on herself.

“You’re finally here!” Renata stood up to greet him, fingering the collar of her shirt. It was unbuttoned around her elegant neck down to the top of her generous bosoms. The gentle shifting motion, her fabric swiping against her rounded perfection had the intended effect as she watched Mental Man’s gaze drift downward. And then stay there.

And to think that he was the one with telepathic and mental persuasion powers! Renata giggled at his look.

“Hey, my sexy witch consultant,” Mental Man managed to speak while practically drooling.

“Eyes up here, mister,” Renata pointed two fingers from her breasts up toward her own sparkling green eyes. It was as if she were wearing custom colored contacts, but it was just her spell.

“Don’t wanna,” Mental Man grinned with obvious intent.

“I guess if we’re going to have a conversation, I’ll have to turn around so you can’t look then,” Renata played coy.

She spun on her black heels and placed her hands on her desk. Leaning forward, she presented the firm globes of her ass to him as she swayed them left and right, letting her skirt ride up higher and higher, revealing just enough to show that Renata wasn’t wearing panties...

The redhead tease suddenly felt her body being gripped by invisible forces. Her arms flew outward as she hovered into the air in Mental Man’s gentle, yet forceful, embrace.

“You’re so hot,” he whispered into her ear when she completed her airborne journey toward him.

“Stop! Justice or Elementa will hear!” Renata ordered not so sincerely. She was getting wet at her successful manipulative tease.

“Mmm,” Mental Man began to place gentle kisses on her collarbone as he made his way up her elegant neck. Their bodies pressed together as Renata mentally flinched that Mental Man would surely notice the discrepancy between her portrayed bust size and the slightly disappointing reality.

The thundering sound of Justice Girl beginning her workout once more broke Mental Man out of his lustful stupor.

“Ugh...” he sighed as he put her down.

“Come on, I need your help.” Renata gave him a little peck on the lips.

“Did you figure anything out about the Cadaver Mirror?” he asked as he telekinetically loosened and rearranged his slacks.

“Cadalian!” Renata rolled her eyes as she strolled to the opposite side of the desk. “We’re not making corpses here!”

“Sorry, sorry. The magical world is a total unknown to me,” Mental Man apologized not so sincerely.

“Of course, I know. Not that much to be gained in studying something you can never have,” Renata commented.

“Yeah,” Mental Man acknowledged with a shrug. “But you’re blessed with it.”

“Hardly,” Renata scoffed.

“So... what do you need me for? Reading? ‘Riting? ‘Rithmetic?” Mental Man looked helplessly at the object.

Renata produced a stand clamp from her drawer and placed it on the desk. She picked up the artifact, which was actually quite thick for a mirror.

“Here, help me pick this up. I want to get it into the stand and see how the light reflects off of it, if at all. We can check our reflection, stuff like that.”

“That’s it? You’re going to examine if it’s like any regular old mirror?”

“Everything is named the way it is for a reason, MM. Words and names have a lot of power in magic. We can’t just smash and grab everything like you meathead types.”

“Uh huh.” Mental Man went dismissive again. “So you’re calling me a Meathead, huh?

“Just shut up and help me already! Otherwise, I’ll button up!” Renata growled.

“Okay, okay, you got me!” Mental Man raised his hands and in surrender.

“Good. Use both hands now. Like me. Careful, we don’t want to break it further...”

They both lifted the Cadalian Mirror with one hand underneath the cold, heavy slab of glass (or whatever it was). Renata tilted it toward Mental Man, and he followed her lead as he caught it by placing his free hand on the broken, erratic lines of the cracked surface. Mental Man winced as he thought he would be cut or perhaps break the artifact further, but nothing happened. Just a cool, smooth surface to the touch.

“Huh. That’s weird,” he commented, still careful not to chip the thing any further.

“What is?”

“It looks sorta bad, but it feels like it’s totally unbroken.”

“That’s magic, Meathead. Got it steady?” They both had their palms on either side of the Cadalian mirror now, each with one hand holding it from the bottom.

“Yeah. This thing is heavy!”

“Hold still!”

“Yeah, yeah. Can I just use my telekinesis?” Mental Man complained.

“No! Do not do that!”

“Fine, fine.”

Renata removed her right dominant hand from underneath the Cadalian Mirror and grabbed the little stand she’d set aside. Sliding it into place with her left hand still pushing against the surface, she began to attach the clamps.

“You know, you could hold it from the bottom too,” Mental Man suggested.

But Renata wasn’t listening. As she screwed on the clamps, her side of the mirror glowed as a blob of energy flowed materialized before flowing into her hand and fingertips and went coursing through her body.

Renata shuddered in mild delight.

“Ren! You okay? Hurry up, this thing is heavy!” Mental Man was none the wiser.

“Mm... yeah. Yeah, one more turn...” Renata hissed and shivered as she felt more alive than ever, her body full of unfamiliar energy. “...and there.”

“Phew.”

They both removed their hands from the mirror. Mental Man walked around to her side of the desk and looked at the magical doodad. It looked similarly cracked and ruined on the opposite side as well.

“Think you can figure this thing out, let alone if it works? I mean, if it doesn’t work, then that’s probably better for us, right? No more Epoch nonsense.”

“Yeah,” Renata agreed. “Hopefully it doesn’t work.” She couldn’t help but let a sly smile cross her face.

“Ren?” Mental Man asked.

But she just sat down and began to pore over her textbooks as she turned the mirror this way and that in her little stand.

“Give me some time. I’ll make it up to you later, okay?”

“Okay... catch you later,” an ignored Mental Man left her alone to her new toy.

When Mental Man finally left the room and was out of sight, Renata looked up from her textbooks and eyed the open door. With a wave of her index finger, she shut it quietly from her seated position at the desk. A glance and a raised eyebrow, and the door locked itself.

Chapter 3 - Master Martin

“Come on Elementa, talk to Justice for me,” Mental Man pleaded.

“For you? Or for Renata?” the green haired elementally attuned hero questioned.

“Okay, okay, for Renata.”

“No way.”

They were out in a garden oasis in Squadron headquarters. Upon joining the team, Elementa had taken over the large, unkempt yard, transformed it with some tender loving care and a touch of her powers, and was now using it as her own personal room and space. A large canopy of palm fronds shielded them from the sun as they stood on a beautiful bed of grass and soft earth.

“Come on, Elementa! The thing is totally broken.”

“And what if Epoch gets his hands on it?”

“Renata says it’ll probably be useless in his hands too.”

“Probably?” Elementa lowered the book she was reading and gave Mental Man a glare.

“She’s had it a whole week and there’s nothing she can do with it. I even touched it, saw it. Besides, remember when you were spying on him in his warehouse? He couldn’t figure out the damn thing, and that’s when it wasn’t broken!”

Elementa sighed. “I don’t know, Mental Man. Your relationship with her may be impairing your judgment.”

“Look, do you mind if I show you the Mirror? I mean, my memories of it.”

“Fine.” Elementa set her book aside and nodded.

Mental Man knelt down to Elementa’s bed made of leaves and placed his index fingers on her temples. He transferred everything that had transpired: the Cadalian Mirror in all of its broken, irregular polygons, Renata’s sole obsession on studying it, the frustration mounting over the course of a week, and her impassioned plea to Mental Man for permission to take it to her sorcery teacher. Her case was strangely compelling as Elementa watched the playback like a movie taking place in her mind.

“MM, come on! You know I’ve been working on this night and day for you guys! I think Master Martin is the only one who can help us. I mean, I trust him, and he’s the one who’s been shipping me all these books. I just want him to take a look,” Renata pleaded earnestly.

Elementa couldn’t help but notice just how downright attractive Renata looked. The redhead had never been that stunning by Elementa’s estimation. Perhaps it was just MM’s memory influencing it.

“It’s too dangerous, Ren! Look, we really appreciate it. But maybe this is just another piece of junk we can throw in our vault. Like Iceman’s freeze ray, or the Wiggler’s Wiggly Wand.” Mental Man shuddered.

“Come on, MM. Aren’t you the least bit curious. It’s not like I can bring Master Martin here, can I? You guys wouldn’t allow such a thing!”

Mental Man looked away, unable to meet Renata’s insistent gaze.

“N-no, we can’t really do that...”

Renata grabbed Mental Man’s arms and accidentally, or perhaps not so accidentally, slammed her unrepentant breasts into MM’s torso. Elementa could even feel the rush of heated blood in his veins. His eyes were glued to Renata’s frankly stunning cleavage.

Renata placed a finger on Mental Man’s chin and looked into his distracted eyes, her own irises glowing, swirling... downright hypnotic.

“Let me take it to him. Talk to Elementa for me. Elementa will understand. Elementa’s always been wise. Elementa wants to get to the bottom of this mystery. Elementa will approve of Renata taking the Cadalian Mirror offsite. Elementa understands. Elementa understands. Elementa understands. MM, you got that?” Renata’s eyes returned to their normal vibrant green.

“Yes, Renata.” Mental Man droned.

MM removed his fingers from Elementa’s temples. They were back in the real world once more.

“I understand,” Elementa droned. “Let Renata take the Cadalian Mirror offsite.”

“Oh, thanks Elementa!” Mental Man gushed with relief. “I’ll be so glad to tell Renata the good news!”

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Renata drove the Cadalian Mirror over to Master Martin’s house. The stand and mirror fixture was draped over with a large cloth in her backseat. As she wove through traffic, she used her newfound powers of telekinesis to keep it from rolling around. She had plans for it, after all. This morning’s glamor session had gone even better than that pivotal day she had convinced Mental Man to go and argue her case. Maybe it was just Renata’s imagination, or perhaps the years of practicing her own beautification meant that her skills were getting better. Or perhaps something else entirely...

Regardless, she was breathtakingly beautiful now. A complete sight to behold. Renata had taken her time in the bathroom that morning, tweaking and changing herself to maximum potential. These men! A nice pair of tits, and they would go all gaga. But Renata focused on the whole package, really putting her effort into sculpting her taut apple bottom, her soulful, sparkling eyes, the beautifully freckled and pale complexion of her face... when she realized that none of that beautification work was taxing her power at all! She laughed as she channeled more and more power into her breasts, inflating them large and full, jutting and proud. When it began to look ridiculous on her supple and willowy frame, Renata couldn’t resist going just a little more. Carrying around all of that extra “weight” wouldn’t be a problem, since there was nothing really there. Finally, she relented and made herself irresistibly large instead of a walking pair of balloons.

That morning, drawing from her suddenly expanded magical well, she turned herself into perhaps the most beautiful woman on earth—except it was still just an illusion. But a powerful one at that.

Parking the car in Master Martin’s suburban driveway, she opened the back passenger door leaned in as practice, letting the frayed ends of her tiny white cutoff shorts rise on her luscious legs. Just for practice. The old lech had a thing for girls who dressed like teens. A tight pink crop top completed her seductive ensemble, complete with a plump pair of red lips as her shirt’s logo.

When Renata was certain that her upper body was out of view, she waggled a finger at her treasured magical artifact. It floated toward her and rested in the flat, open palm of her hand and her elegant, sensual fingers. Then, carrying the heavy thing with just that one arm, she walked up to Master Martin’s front door and said the magic word.

“Open tahini.”

The door unlatched, and she walked in. To her left was an illusion of a wall and bookcase, but she marched right through it and down into his study. It was a shockingly clean and organized affair, with bright modern lighting and instruments lined up tidily. It looked more like a science lab than a magic one.

“Renata! You’re here! With the artifact, I presume?” He asked to the sound of her footsteps. He still hadn’t turned to face the stunning young lady.

“Yes, Master Martin,” she set it down silently and effortlessly with her new super powers. As far as she knew, she was the first magical user who had superpowers, and she was going to keep it a secret. At least for a little while.

“Well, well, let’s take a look, shall we?” The older, slightly graying man slid out from his desk and turned to face her.

Martin sucked in a deep breath as soon as he laid eyes on her. He swallowed loudly and suppressed his carnal urges, turning his attention to the covered Cadalian Mirror. “That’s the mirror, over there?” his voice cracked, not as in control as he’d hoped.

Renata was slightly disappointed at his reaction, but a quick and light mental touch, and she could see that in Master Martin’s mind’s eye was nothing but visions and fantasies of herself, either sucking him dry or moaning his name while he fucked her.

With every passing second, with every single moment that Martin was in her presence, his desires surged hotter and hotter. His fantasies soon grew submissive as he begged Renata to allow him to fuck her over and over again.

Renata smiled. God, it was so easy! He was already putty in her hands, and she hadn’t even done anything yet! Gaining a copy of Mental Man’s powers had already paid such huge dividends. Against other people who had no shielding, and without the scruples that Mental Man had as a member of the Squadron of Heroes, Renata was perfectly content to delve into people’s minds and pluck whatever secrets she wanted out of them. Now she knew for certain that while he mocked her for her continued interest in glamor, he was secretly quite pleased to see her develop it! Was he negging her!?

He definitely deserved to get what was coming to him then.

“Sure is, Master Martin,” she took her time strolling her way around the perimeter of the long rectangular table, emphasizing her scandalous outfit and swiveling her hips with every long legged stride. She held her long, lithe arm out for him to admire, trailing her glamored up black nail polish along the table, letting her fingers lightly caress the surface.

As Martin stared at her display, Renata found his mind pliable, just as she had done to Mental Man. She dove right into that welcome opening with a narrowing of her stunning green eyes as she continued to put on distract him.

So horny for me, she whispered into Martin’s mind. So desperate for me, so eager to please me. Renata let the mantra cycle and cycle through his lust-fogged brain. To her delight, she could sense his heartbeat race even faster while a quick glance at his trousers revealed how well her little ploy was working.

“Tada! The Cadalian Mirror,” she said out loud as she yanked the cloth off of it, unveiling the object of their long awaited desire.

Anything for Renata. Today’s your chance. Historic forgotten artifact. No need to masturbate to Renata anymore. Try the real thing. Taste the real thing. Submit to desire. Submit to your urges. Submit to Renata.

All of the ghostly whispers in a seductive purr that tapped directly into his brain looped around in his mind. Martin was beginning to openly drool while Renata smirked at his helplessness. Mental Man’s powers were truly impressive. Her strawberry pink lips had been moving subconsciously as she involuntarily subvocalized her mental commands due to lack of practice, but the wetting of her lips with her tongue and the sweet movement of those fleshy folds only served to pour gasoline onto Martin’s swirling inferno of desire.

While she seduced him both mentally and physically, Renata removed the cloth covering the Cadalian Mirror.

“There it is, Master Martin. It didn’t survive the rough and tumble, I’m afraid.”

Martin glanced at the cracked mirror, but quickly looked back to the mirror once more.

“Master Martin?” Renata prompted, drumming her sensual fingers on the table to get his attention.

“Oh. Hmm! Excuse me, my mind is elsewhere, I’m afraid...”

...with Renata. Inside Renata. Need Renata’s approval.

“It’s a shame... though perhaps it’s for the best. It may just end up being a museum piece unless we can repair it. And the texts I’ve been finding haven’t revealed quite what it does? We suspected it was a way to compile and stockpile magic power way back before the age of heroes was born, but that’s about it.”

“No, Master Martin. I’m not even convinced most of the scriptures you sent me cover the Cadalian Mirror,” she answered. But the truth was, she’d done months and months of research leading to its discovery. And her hypothesis on how it worked had turned out to be quite accurate.

“Let me see...” he leaned in and put on his spectacles, grateful for the distraction and turmoil that was taking place inside of his body. A quick shift of the stance might ease some of the pressure in his rigid shaft and aching testicles.

Renata’s puppy. Renata’s slave. Renata’s little pet slut.

Martin shuddered as visions of his naked redheaded student seemed to flood his mind. He was visibly sweating now.

He raised a trembling finger to the mirror and reached for its cracked surface.

“No, wait! Try this side!” Renata startled him out of his trance as she quickly ran to the opposite side of the table once more and turned the stand to be on the right, applying her telekinesis only when she made contact with it.

‘Hmm?” Martin looked up at her inquisitively before the sight of her deformed t-shirt nearly caused him to drool once more. “It’s..it’s cracked on both...”

“I just finished polishing that side, Master Martin. If you don’t mind.”

Obey Renata...

“Ah, yes, I see. Well, let me touch breast... it! Let me touch it then...”

He placed a finger onto the mirror as he gazed deeply into the artifact. On the other side, Renata traced her finger on her side of the mirror’s surface, copying his movements.

The mirror glowed again as the energy surged through Renata’s extended finger, setting her nerves on fire as her body simultaneously freezing and burning up. Every lingering second was another fraction of Master Martin’s magical expertise, copying and transferring itself over to the redheaded seductress.

“Strange. It’s very smooth to the touch,” Martin commented as Renata’s inserted mantra took a backseat to his professional curiosity. “An illusion, perhaps?”

Renata’s magical talent exploded with power as decades of Martin’s practice and expertise became her own. With a quick, silent, memorized spell borrowed from his memory, Renata cast it upon herself, enhancing her beauty and lust for domination even further. She heaved deep breaths as she tried to control her near orgasmic reaction from the ascension.

“R-Renata?” Martin looked up, finger still touching the mirror.

Suddenly, her appearance had become even more overwhelming than before. He was well aware of her glamor tricks, but something about her appearance had... shifted. It almost didn’t seem like an illusion anymore! The overly voluptuous, sexually teasing redhead student standing before him was something more real. Realer than ever before.

And since when had her inconsequential magic included other senses? Her feminine scent began to flood his laboratory. One quick whiff of her sweet, lfowery perfume, and Martin could feel the tip of his raging erection begin leaking as an uncontrollable desire to obey Renata and orgasm for her became his only priority.

“Place your palm on the mirror, Master,” Renata emphasized the hissing s and the rolling r.

Martin just groaned as his hips began to buck.

“Now! I’ll let you touch my breast if you do it!” she yelled impatiently.

Martin didn’t need any further encouragement. He placed his palm flat on the seemingly broken bit of magical glass.

Renata placed her palm on it too. Her green eyes blazed with glory as magic and superpowers combined on a scale never before seen by humanity. Everything that Martin knew, everything that Martin was capable of, Renata could now manage as well.

Martin just looked on in helpless desire as his student seemed to be enjoying a mild orgasm, eyes shut and somehow glowing, lips moist and quivering, body trembling. His fantasies about her in his mind grew ever stronger until he couldn’t even move as Renata’s looping commands for submission took root in his stupid, lust-filled brain.

Finally, Renata finished. She removed her hand from the Cadalian Mirror with a satisfied sigh, causing her huge breasts to heave. Martin removed his hand as well, intuiting what Renata wanted.

“R-R-Renata... please... may I touch your breast now...” he moaned, crippled by desire.

“Oh, I suppose so,” she answered nonchalantly.

Martin, hunched over for support with his hands on the table, could barely move. Renata deigned to stroll over to his side once again, standing tall and proud before her bent master.

Once you see Renata’s breasts and orgasm, you will feel nothing but obedience for her. Renata tried her most direct command yet with another tiny squint of her emerald eyes. Even the mental powers from her boyfriend had gained in power! Say it silently out loud, she ordered him.

Martin’s lips moved soundlessly as he pledged his obedience to his suddenly indomitable, irresistible, powerful student.

Renata smiled.

“Go ahead,” Renata ordered as she tapped into her new expertise. A snap of her fingers incinerated her top into ashes, revealing the twin hills of her staggeringly rounded, creamy perfection.

“They’re... so... perfect...” Master Martin gasped.

He latched onto them with both hands, feeling her hard nipples ground into his palms. They were so large, his hands couldn’t even cover them!

Desperate to enjoy them, he began to squeeze and massage Renata’s breasts as pulses of pure pleasure coursed through his body. Within a few moment of fondling Renata’s apparently too real to be perfect bosom, he groaned as a dark stain spread in his pants while he pumped load after load through his old, overworked body.

“Good boy, Martin,” Renata cooed, watching his mind rewire itself on the conditions she’d set him. “Perhaps you can call me Mistress Renata from now on.”

Martin tried to mouth the words, but his body was still clenched, his voice gone.

“And if you ever want to touch my breasts, or something more, you will never speak to anyone. You understand?”

Martin struggled to nod, but nod he did. Eagerly.

“And don’t send me any more of those useless texts. Thanks for the magic lesson, and ta-ta!”

Renata channeled her new energies, created a new shirt out of thin air, and headed back to her car. Martin collapsed onto the ground, thanking his mistress for the most wonderful experience of his well-experienced life.

Chapter 4 - Renata Ataner Plus Two

Renata awoke the next morning, feeling clear of mind and completely full of energy. It was almost ironic; Mental Man’s incredible mind prowess combined with the wisdom and decades of experience from Master—or should she say pet—Martin had given Renata such a huge surge of power... and all because they had succumbed to her beauty from the very beginning. But unless her glamor seriously powered up and could extend her life force just as Epoch presumably had, her appearance would have been fleeting, even with her expertise in glamor despite her limited magical pool.

But to have been able to cash in on her charms and years of associating with beings more powerful than herself...

What a dream come true!

Renata rose to her feet, sliding her legs off of her new satin sheets that she had conjured with her new magic. A witch or wizard’s pool of power to draw upon was supposed to be used wisely; the cost of incurring even the most superficial of spells often took hours, or even days of rest to recover. And the encanter’s body would have grown accustomed to lower levels, never charging quite back up to full. Quite like a battery.

The truly skilled, such as Epoch (again, Renata presumed), or Master Martin, could undergo intense training to permanently increase their pool of magic. But no one was superhuman. Everyone reached a point where the diminishing returns were too large, and they honed their craft by learning new spells and tricks to play instead of growing the size and magnitudes of their feats.

At least, no one had been superhuman until Renata was now.

She just needed more. More.

Once again going through her morning ritual, Renata enjoyed using Mental Man’s telekinetic powers to brush her teeth while conjuring up a quick and easy force field around her hair. Getting it wet was such a pain, and she did hate shower caps. Of course, she could glamor it up, but the real thing was always better than an illusion, no matter how powerful. How did Master Martin have the discipline to not use his immense power constantly? Renata just summoned it so easily, and it felt like her reserves didn’t diminish at all!

So Renata took her time in the shower, maintaining a glowing invisible boundary over her long red hair that she had tied into a ponytail. She laughed at the sight of water seemingly hitting it before just rolling off, leaving her thicks silky locks completely dry. Meanwhile, posed by lifting her arms and extending or spreading her legs as her loofah tickled and scrubbed her body, moving under her telekinetic power.

Oh, life was good. She had half a mind to summon her dildo from next to her bed, but... no. Self satisfaction of that nature could wait, she told herself as her loofah glided across the slippery, silky valley and peaks of her breasts, causing her to suck in a deep breath as the slightly foreign touch caressed her nipples. As nice as this was, what Renata wanted was more of this delicious power.

Standing in front of the steamy mirror, she “grabbed” a towel with her mind and began to wipe it down. Why on earth did Mental Man ever use his hands for anything when he could be doing this!?

As the white fog cleared from the mirror, Renata gasped at her own appearance. She hadn’t even touched herself up yet, which she confirmed by the lack of effort used to maintain her glamor. But the breathtaking vision standing before her was more beautiful than even her best work.

The first thing that struck her was her eyes. Glamoring them was extremely taxing, since they had to reflect and shine in the light naturally. But the glistening gems staring straight into her soul, glowing as though backlit... Renata felt as if she were falling in love as she stared into her own eyes. Was this how it felt to be a deer in headlights? Sexy, sexy headlights. With an arrested groan, Renata struggled to tear her eyes away from her own compelling pupils.

The effect was so shockingly overwhelming that Renata took a few moments to steel herself. There was still more to check out.

Slowly and cautiously looking back into the mirror, she held the thick mane of flaming red hair in her hands and caressed it. If looking into her own eyes had been a shock to the soul, the warm and silky embrace of her hair spilling all over her skin and slipping in between the cracks of her fingers was a direct punch to her aching pussy. Warm to the touch, better than any lover’s caress, and irresistibly fragrant... was this really real!?

Renata looked at her face in the mirror once more. Her lips were full and pink in a well defined cupid’s bow, agape at the unbelievable sensations she was experiencing. Her nose, strong and cute, her cheeks, radiating a healthy glow. Daring to examine her eyes once more, Renata noticed how well done her thick, curly eyebrows were, her lashes long, curled, delicate and elegant. Perhaps she was wrong to be so taken aback by her eyes. It was the whole package that made it back.

Her heart raced as she looked in the mirror once more and winked mischievously.

“Oh... oh my god... I’m...” Renata gasped as her entire body began to tremble.

It was like a volcano had suddenly erupted in her deepest, intimate core as soon as she had done that. Her mind was flooded with orgasmic sensation. All from her own sexy wink!

Renata lost her footing as she crumpled into a heap on the bathroom floor, body contorting, clenching, spasming and writhing. And while her new, improved, more powerful, and seemingly far more sexier form processed the wonderful sensations firing like molten lava in her nerves, it wasn’t lost upon her that as she coddled her breasts with one arm and gripped and pinched her aching love bud that every single last bit of her felt completely real. Her heaving bosoms, heavy and substantial. Her pubic mound, completely and utterly smooth to the touch, her pussy, spasming and leaking an oppressive wonderful scent that filled the bathroom, fueling her own arousals even further.

Renata screamed as she flung open the bathroom door. If she didn’t air out the room, she might be paralyzed by pleasure forever!

Finally, her body recovered from her life-changing orgasm. Her svelte, supple legs wobbled, but she climbed to her knees and examined her face in the mirror once more. Despite the frantic clutching and rolling, she looked as pristine as she had when she’d first winked at herself. The thought of doing it once more was devilishly appealing...

But no. Renata had a long journey ahead of her.

And she could always try doing it to someone else.

Chapter 5 - Justice GIrl’s New Rules

“Epoch.”

“Whisper. You sound different.”

“Where has the Cadalian Mirror gone?”

“The Squadron of Heroes wrested it away from me before I could escape.”

“We had a deal, Epoch.”

“There were... unforeseen complications.”

“Rumor is you had it stolen away from you by a nobody. No powers, no magic.”

“The battlefield is very chaotic. Any element, no matter how insignificant, can pose a threat. That is what I’ve learned in my longevity.”

“Hmph. You need to recover it.”

“I shall, Whisper. My reserves continue to expand as I channel my energies, and this fledgling squadron is no match for me. And then, you and I shall meet.”

Whisper’s phone beeped.

“I will talk to you later, Epoch.”

They hung up.

---

Renata walked back into Squadron Headquarters carrying the Cadalian Mirror with her, covered up once more. She arrived early once more. Justice Girl, as usual, was slamming weights in the huge compound that was her gym. This time, the floor quaked as she put down and picked up whatever laborious exercise she was performing. Must have added more weight, Renata mused.

One guard was the only other person present on the compound. But instead of fake smiles covering a thinly veiled boredom, he just stared and stared at Renata as she strolled by on her black high heels. Renata attempted to move by him.

“W-wait! Who... are you?” he asked, attempting to perform his job while hiding the suddenly uncomfortable erection in his uniform.

“What? John, it’s me. Renata.” She flipped her hair and showed off the badge attached to her breast pocket.

John stared at the marvelous bulging swell of Renata’s chest as she flipped her marvelous hair over her shoulder to remove her pale, porcelain, elegant neck. He gulped. Even the other superheroes, specifically Elementa and Justice Girl with their superhuman, larger than life physiques, didn’t compare to Renata’s sexual allure. His erection was not only surging and rock hard, it was positively shaking now.

Renata smirked at the effect she was having, not even minding that he had been stunned for a full minute and was seemingly nowhere close to recovering. At first, she had gotten her way with Mental Man using her glamor. And now, even without her glamor, she was far more potent than ever before. Just by standing there, Renata knew she was probably driving him to the brink of an uncontrollable orgasm!

Just to be sure, she accessed Mental Man’s powers and probed into John’s mind. Indeed, the only thing in there was the shape of her chest.

“John? Can I pass?” Renata asked mischievously, tapping her badge with a single finger and causing her breast to quake.

“Ahhhh...” John swallowed audibly as he finally tore his eyes away from that hypnotic sight. He could spend the rest of his life just staring at Renata single breast. “Y-you can go...” he looked up at her eyes for the first time.

“Thanks!” Renata gave him a soul-crushing, devastating wink with her sparkling emerald eye and walked off.

She laughed as she heard him convulsing and screaming as he flooded his pants.

Alone in her office, Renata put the Cadalian Mirror back on her desk and passed the time by looking at her phone. She’d missed a call from her boss at her office job even though she had gotten an exemption from the Squadron. That fucker was always trying to squeeze every last drop out of her, driving her to exhaustion. Oh, and he’d texted too! He wanted her to cut short her “stupid superhero play” and come back to her administrative assistance job.

Before Renata could formulate a reply, a sudden shift in the background noise caught her attention. There was no more low level rumbling, no more clanging. Justice Girl must have finished her workout. Renata checked the clock. It was still early for that, wasn’t it?

Suddenly, Justice Girl appeared as a red and blue streak right outside Renata’s makeshift office. The blonde superheroine was clearly taken aback by Renata’s stunning appearance, but she recovered quickly to glare daggers at her. She let herself in without knocking.

“Ms. Ataner.”

“Justice Girl... what can I do for you?” Renata asked sheepishly.

“I heard Elementa gave you permission to take the artifact off of Squadron Headquarters. I don’t know what happened there, but let me make this very clear. Under no circumstances are you to take the relic off site! Do you understand!” Justice GIrl ordered sternly.

“Sorry, Justice Girl! I just wanted to get my Master to look at it, that’s all!” Renata tried to explain.

“Epoch is surely still out there looking for it! It’s not safe anywhere else. I don’t care who gives you permission. I’m telling you not to remove the artifact from here. It’s for your own good. What do you think Epoch will do to you if he catches the person who managed to embarrass him and take it away from him at the very last second?”

“I... I didn’t think about it that way,” Renata admitted in a mutter.

“Good. So we’re clear. I, or someone else, will come pick it up at 3:00 PM every day and lock it in the vault. If you come early in the morning, come find me in the gym and I’ll fetch it for you for the day. Okay?”

“Okay,” Renata agreed.

“Good. And thanks for your help. Did you figure out anything about the mirror yet? It looks quite broken.”

“That’s what’s making this so difficult,” Renata explained. “We’re doing our best.”

“Alright. Thank you. Have a good day, Ms. Ataner.”

Justice Girl disappeared in a blur. When the sound of crashing weights resumed, Renata spat and scoffed. Good thing she knew just the way to get past this new hurdle.

Chapter 6 - Ripple and Lightspeed

“R-Renata!” Mental Man greeted his newer, hyper gorgeous girlfriend with a choke and a stammer. He’d always been head over heels in lust with her, but this was something else entirely!

“Hey MM!” Renata greeted, but with less enthusiasm than she usually managed.

He didn’t notice. He was too busy staring at the devilish curves of her hourglass body and a pair of breasts far too big for as slender and taut a body as hers.

“God, you look good today. I really like what you’ve done with your... hair,” he tried to be subtle.

“Is that all you like?”

Renata stood up, turned on her heels, and knelt on her desk. She let her skirt ride up those well rounded thighs of hers, exposing the tight rounded hemispheres of her butt. They were almost as impressive as her breasts.

“God Renata, you are such a tease!” Mental Man was panting.

Renata took the opportune distraction to peek into his mind, being careful to mask her intrusion with a slight concealment spell. She noted with disappointment that his mental fortitude allowed him to keep his wits about him in the face of her beauty. It was further proof that she needed more.

He quickly undid his belt as he levitated her body into midair, still in that delicious doggy-style pose. She grimaced out of sight as she allowed herself to be controlled and toyed with.

“MM! Stop! Someone will see us!” Renata contested his advances just as her taut buttocks rubbed against his needy member. “JG visited me earlier today... Hey, stop!”

Mental Man had been grinding Renata against his groin as he bucked his hips into her. It was like a pair of dancers at a club dry humping, save for the whole redhead orgasm inducing bombshell bobbing up and down in the air. But Renata’s declaration gave him pause.

“JG? What... what did she want?”

“She says the mirror has to be locked up in the vault by 3:00 PM every day. No more taking it off campus. She wasn’t happy.”

“Oh shit! Are me and Elementa in trouble?”

“I don’t think so...”

“I never should have talked to ELementa for you. I knew this was a bad idea!”

“Can you put me down now?” Renata asked, still hovering in her doggy pose midair.

“Oh shit. Yeah. Sorry Ren.” He released her gently.

“It’ll be fine. Just new rules I have to live by. Say...” Renata walked to Mental Man’s side and leaned forward, engulfing his arm with her burgeoning bosom. “Do you still wanna...” She traced the bulge appearing in his slacks with the palm of her hand, applying gentle pressure and rubbing his head delicately.

“Oh god,” Mental Man shuddered. “I thought you said someone will see us!”

“Maybe they will. Wouldn’t that be fun?” Renata whispered hotly into his ear.

“Oh god, yeah,” Mental Man shuddered again as Renata expertfully teased him closer and closer to orgasm, rubbing her hot cleavage against his body. “Everyone already knows anyway.”

“Okay, baby. I just want you to do one thing for me. Can you summon Ripple and Lightspeed to the office after we’re done?”

“What for?” Mental Man turned his head for a kiss, but found himself caught like a deer in headlights by the blinding beauty of her eyes. He groaned in arrested lust as his member began to shake violently in her embrace.

Renata chuckled and lowered her eyes conspiratorially at her little prey.

“I just need to ask them for a favor. I promise it’ll be worth...” she pecked him on the lips, quickly flicking her hot tongue into his mouth.

Mental Man’s seized up at the sensation of being kissed by the blazing beauty before him.

“Your...”

She moved her cheek to his and nibbled on his earlobe before giving it a hot, lusty lick.

“While...”

Renata gripped his member hard in the palm of her hand, wrapping her fingers lengthwise over the outline of his torrid cock.

“Oh god, oh god, yeah, I’ll summon them. After we’re done...”

“Great!” Renata giggled.

The palm of her hand was still flush against his cock when she gave him a soul rending wink. Mental Man orgasmed in huge gouts, pulsing in Renata’s grip as she stroked and guided him through the best orgasm of his life.

---

“Yo, hero business,” Mark whispered to Ryan in the back of their university lecture hall.

“Now? But we’re busy!” Ryan continued tapping away at a rhythm game on his phone. His fingers blurred as they danced so rapidly over the screen. “They need a harder mode for this.”

“Yeah, real busy we are. Come on, who cares about humanities. They need a super humanities class, if y’know what I’m saying.”

“Race you there?”

“You got it... hey! You motherfucker!” Mark cursed under his breath. A gust of wind, and Ryan was no longer in his seat. He packed up his belongings, snuck his way not-so-inconspicuously to the glares of his professor, and headed for the nearest bathroom so he could begin teleporting.

---

“GG easy,” Mark/Lightspeed thought to himself as he arrived at Squadron Headquarters and did a quick lap through the entire complex, finding that Ripple was nowhere to be seen. Who knew how long Ripple would take, anyway? His power would be amazing if he could just control his arrivals and distances properly. Then nobody, not even Justice Girl or himself could keep up with his travel speed. But until then...

Lightspeed went to Mental Man’s quarters and knocked.

“Come in,” a silken mellifluous female voice purred from inside.

“Um, Mental Man?” Lightspeed swallowed, confused and nervous. That female voice was so husky, so seductive...

“It’s me, Renata. Come in.”

“Oh, okay...” Lightspeed opened the door and zipped inside. As the door clicked shut, he gasped at the glory of feminine perfection that stood before him.

He’d known Renata to dress up rather scantily and scandalously before. He’d even had fantasies about Mental Man’s girlfriend, masturbating to thoughts of her in his private time. Just like he’d done to the sweet, gentle memories of Elementa healing him with her life force breath, or Justice Girl doing anything and everything to him. But now...

Seeing Renata dressed in that signature short black skirt and white blouse was driving him absolutely maddeningly wild. She was walking around without shoes, her heels probably stashed away somewhere while she was having naughty time with Mental Man. Even her clean and painted toes and the delicate arches of her feet as she approached, walking on just the toes and the balls of her feet as if she were wearing an invisible pair of heels was turning him on!

The black bra Renata was sporting was clearly visible through her translucent blouse... not that it needed to be. She had it unbuttoned all the way down to her bellybutton. Of course, it was an open secret that Mental Man and Renata had their little trysts at the office, and of course he had come to spy at super speed once in a while, but never had she been so forward before!

“Mental Man will be along soon,” Renata smiled at him, her radiant smile brightening the room and almost causing Lightspeed to melt on the spot. “He didn’t expect you to get here so quickly. You’re so fast, Lightspeed!” She stroked his ego.

“Um... ah, thanks Renata,” he blushed. To be complimented by the paragon of beauty instead of being lectured about his immaturity by his other teammates was a very welcome change. Did... did Renata think highly of him? He blushed furiously at the thought as he continued to stare at the lines of her graceful neck.

“Should I just... wait here... please...?” he begged her, unsure of what to do. He desperately wanted to stay in her presence.

“That would be fine, Lightspeed,” Renata smiled. She confirmed with a quick scan of his mind that her beauty had indeed snared another person. Not too surprising, given his young age. With a little tilt of her head, she placed a small, whispering, obedient mantra in his mind to play on repeat.

Adore Renata. Worship Renata. Obey Renata. Renata will make you come. Obey Renata so she can make you come. Obey Renata, your goddess, her breathy voice spoke straight into his vulnerable mind.

“Would you like to see the Cadalian Mirror?” she asked, trying not to laugh as Lightspeed found himself crippled by her commands. His lips were moving in sync with her dominating chant.

“Um, sure...”

Renata took the lead as she walked to Mental Man’s desk where she’d placed the mirror for her little ploy. Lightspeed followed behind using his superspeed to admire the sway of her hips, the sight of her bulging breasts from behind, the slow motion swish of her long, flaming red hair. And during the whole thing, Renata’s mental commands looped in his mind a hundred times over as he succumbed more and more to his unquenchable lust for the goddess before him.

By the time they’d reached the desk, Lightspeed was heaving, gasping, begging for relief. He would do anything for Renata.

“God-dess...” he stammered as he looked into her soul captivating eyes.

Even Renata was taken aback by his immediate transformation.

“Lightspeed?”

“Please... I adore you... worship you... obey... you!” he heaved as he gripped the desk, bucking his hips against his pants.

“Oh dear, Lightspeed! Lost control of yourself, have you?” Renata smiled like the apex predator she was.

“Please... help...” he moaned like a man who hadn’t had a sip of water for days.

“Oh, you poor baby! How full would you say my control is over you?” Renata went for the kill.

“Complete! Absolute! I just want to please you!” Lightspeed begged.

Renata spun the Cadalian Mirror around matter-of-factly and put her hand on a surface.

“Touch this, and I’ll give you what you want.”

Lightspeed didn’t need to be told twice. His hand whipped out at superspeed. Before Renata knew it, the artifact began to glow, copying Lightspeed’s substantial power and sending it Renata’s way.

A contented Renata sigh signaled the end of the process. She opened her half-lidded eyes, her pupils glowing and blazing with power. Testing it out, she let her senses go into hyper speed and enjoyed the slow motion anguished grimaces and struggles that Lightspeed was suffering at the hands of her beauty.

“Mmm... good boy, Lightspeed. Would you like me to make you come now?”

“Yes yes yes yes yes!” He agreed, completely unaware of what Renata had just done. He only had one thought in his mind.

“Okay then,” Renata smiled again, sending another lurching wave of arousal through Lightspeed’s shackled body. Feeling brave and confident of her complete control, she didn’t hold back and blurred to his side with superspeed. It was so easy!

“Renata!” Lightspeed gasped. “You’re so... fast!”

“Like you?” Renata smirked.

“F-f-faster!”

Renata’s predatory stance wavered for a second. “Really? You may never lie to me,” she slammed his mind with yet another edict.

“R-really! I could barely see you!” His arms were trembling at superspeed as he continued to suffer, not being allowed his release.

“Try and keep your eye on me,” she ordered, not that he could look away from her glorious body.

Renata zipped all around Mental Man’s office, a black and white blur followed by the streak of her red hair. She moved from one end of the desk to the next and looked back at Lightspeed. To her surprise, he was clearly trailing her movements as he rapidly scanned the room for her!

Just as his vision was about to reach her position, Renata blurred away again.

“R-Renata! My goddess! Where are you!?” Lightspeed wailed.

“I really am faster than you!” Renata’s voice came from behind.

Before he could turn, she had her arms wrapped around him as she shoved her breasts into his back.

“Now listen up, speedy boy,” Renata smiled. “You will never speak of this to anyone else. When other people are around, you’ll act like everything is completely normal, even though deep inside, you belong to me. You’re my submissive little pet. In private, you’ll revert to a horny mindless slut who will do anything I say. And if you agree to that, I’ll make you come. How does that sound?”

“I love you, Renata! I’ll do anything you say!”

“Good boy!” Renata squealed as she rubbed her stiffening nipples over his back. Lightspeed groaned from the scent of Renata’s wet arousal hitting his nostrils as she sent heavenly sensations through his body from her light, intimate touch.

“Are you ready?” Renata whispered into his ear. “Oh! And by the way, whenever you masturbate and come for me, I want you to send me a text so I can know what a good little boy you’ve been.”

Lightspeed bit his lip and moaned in affirmation.

“Okay, little pet. You may come now,” Renata pressed her twin womanly charms into his body just a tiny bit harder.

“Guhhhhhhhhhh!” Lightspeed groaned as his hips began to move back and forth like a jackhammer. Renata easily kept pace. Even in his deepest, uncontrollable, violent surge of ecstasy, she still had him easily outclassed! She wondered if Mental Man or Martin were even a match for her now...

Perhaps it was the combination of magic and powers, Renata mused, not giving Lightspeed a second thought as he continued to tremble helplessly. She thought perhaps she had not been as well attuned to magic as she made casual use of a myriad of magic, which... now that she thought about it, should also have taken more time to incant. And her reserves didn’t seem to dwindle at all. Something wonderful must have been happening as she continued to stockpile and accumulate the abilities of the world’s most powerful people...

“G-goddess... thank you...” Lightspeed gasped breathlessly.

“Don’t tell me you’re not still horny,” Renata stated matter-of-factly as she pulled down a cup of her black bra with her dainty fingers, revealing her large, indomitable breasts with their pale pink nipples.

Lightspeed gasped as his body submitted to his most primal urges.

“Why don’t you go take care of it yourself? I’m sure Ripple will be here soon...” Renata winked at Lightspeed, sending another powerful convulsion through his drained body.

Lightspeed nodded and zipped off to the bathroom, crying tears of anguish and joy at obeying his beautiful goddess.

A second later, Renata heard the customary sound of Ripple probably falling flat on his face after teleporting in incorrectly right outside of Mental Man’s office. At the same time, she began to receive text after text of Lightspeed reporting that he had orgasmed for her. Renata laughed as she imagined the scene. Poor little Lightspeed, rubbing out load after load for her with his super speed.

“Come in, Ripple!” she chirped. “You’re just on time!”

Renata fluffed her hair unnecessarily, pulled her bra back on, and prepared for another feast.

Chapter 7 - Renata Ataner Plus Four

“There. You can come back and study it tomorrow if you like,” Justice Girl told Renata as she placed the Cadalian Mirror behind their highest security door. Only Justice Girl had the strength to open it.

“Thanks, Justice Girl. I understand. Sorry about before,” Renata looked remorseful.

“Don’t worry about it. Have a good rest of your day.”

“Oh, I will. You too!” Renata smiled at Justice Girl, causing the tall blonde superwoman to crack, if even for a fraction of a second.

Justice Girl nodded and sped off in flight.

Renata’s smile grew wider and even more sincere as she looked at the Cadalian Mirror in its so-called impregnable vault.

With a combination of her superspeed and newfound teleportation, Renata snatched the thing and reappeared in her car with none the wiser.

---

Renata parked her car at home. As soon as she got out of it, she vowed never to drive that old clunker ever again. Her slender, svelte legs could carry her hundreds of times faster than that gasoline powered piece of junk.

She grabbed the Cadalian Mirror from her backseat and ran the 30 miles across town to reach her boss’s home. Being his assistant had meant making deliveries to his personal address, so she was quite familiar with it. All the while, Lightspeed spammed her phone with reports of his dedication to her. Renata took a mental note to set him to batch report mode.

Not bothering to knock, Renata’s shapely body quavered in the air for a moment before it disappeared completely. She rematerialized in Michael’s living room without Ripple’s stupid falling out of midair dramatic entrance. She sensed Michael’s thoughts in the kitchen as he ate his fast food dinner. Practicing her new teleportation powers, she blipped right into the empty chair next to her boss.

“Hello, Michael. You wanted me to come back to work?” Renata rested her chin on her hand and cocked her head at him.

“R-Rena...” was as far as her stupid, selfish boss got before he began to orgasm in his pants at the sight of her perfect face.

“Ugh,” Renata wrinkled her nose. “I didn’t mean for that to happen. I haven’t even touched or controlled your mind yet!”

Michael only continued to groan as he dropped his sloppy burger onto his messy kitchen table filled with old wrappers and greasy paper bags.

“Wait right here, you pathetic weasel. I’ll be right back,” Renata ordered.

Remembering the squalor he lived in, Renata simply went back to her own house to check her appearance. Even she gasped at the sight of herself. All she’d done was to obtain Lightspeed and Ripple’s powers, but this... this resplendent beauty was too much! Her loveliness radiated brighter and hotter than the sun!

Before she lost her mind to herself, Renata did something she’d never done before. She invoked her glamor to keep her loveliness in check. A few minutes later, she could look at herself once again without losing her mind. She was still just as curvaceous with an edge of devilish appeal, but no longer was she so compelling that she would spiral into lust and insanity. In fact, the application of magic required to keep herself in check was far more than she’d ever spent to make herself up. But just as she was irresistibly beautiful now, her endless power didn’t wane at all, even with the more taxing cost on her magic.

A few seconds later, she was back at Michael’s house, teleporting straight from her bathroom to his kitchen table once again.

“Wh-what are you doing here? What happened? How did I...” her stunned boss muttered. “Is this a dream?”

“Oh, shut the fuck up.” Renata summoned a powerful spell and sealed his lips from parting.

Michael’s eyes grew wide with panic as he clawed at them, realizing that Renata had somehow taken away his power of speech.

“I’m tired of working for you. In case you didn’t notice, I’ve been busy with superhero stuff. It’s way more important than being your little task and scheduling slave!”

Michael just mumbled in panic as he scrambled to his feet and ran for the door. He didn’t know what was happening!

He kept his gaze on the terrifying redheaded beauty until he scrambled through the opening from his kitchen dining table to the living room, then turned and bolted straight for the front door. But a rush of fragrant wind buffeted him, and once more Renata was standing right in front of him.

“Stop moving. Get on your knees.” Her gaze, her voice... they were undeniable.

Michael collapsed to a kneeling position and just looked upon his assistant with quavering eyes.

“Oh stop looking so pathetic!” Renata scoffed. “Calm down. You will gladly accept anything I do to you.”

Michael sighed in relief as his blood pressure lowered to manageable levels, awaiting his fate. He still wondered why he couldn’t speak, or why he felt compelled to obey her every command.

Because I’m your mind. Because I wield powerful magic. Because I own you.

A newly enlightened Michael nodded.

“Ugh. This is so boring. Let’s see if I can even get anything out of you.”

Another blur, and Renata had the Cadalian Mirror in her hands. She turned one side to Michael and placed the palm of her hand on her own side.

“Touch it like I am,” she ordered.

He did.

“Nothing it all,” Renata spat as the copy and transfer started and ended almost simultaneously.

Michael didn’t know what was happening, but he was disappointed and ashamed that he had let his owner down.

“Hmm...” Renata mused. “How can I make something out of you?”

Michael just looked upon her and eagerly awaited his fate, hoping to be useful.

“Ah, that’s it! I’ll make something out of you! Literally!” Renata snapped her fingers.

Michael nodded with relief. He was going to be useful to his goddess!

Renata raised her hands into the air and began to chant. The spell she was attempting was one that was far, far beyond the scope of anything she could have done before. Even Master Martin had only been able to transform small objects, and it would exhaust him for an entire week. But what Renata was doing... attempting to turn another living being into a small personal object of hers... the magic required was staggering.

She charged it up in a few scant seconds, her magical expertise further fueled by her superspeed and improved mental acuity. When she opened her green eyes with triumph, they blazed like the caldera of an active volcano.

Bending down to the kneeling Michael, she gave him the parting gift of a final view of her pendant breasts, round and firm and mouth-wateringly tantalizing. Then, she placed her glowing hands on his cheek, transferring her magic spell into a purple light that outlined his body.

Before he even realized what was happening, his limbs disappeared before the trunk of his body shrunk into a pair of large, thin, golden hoop earrings. Renata caught the things in midair with a quick swipe of her super speedy hands. Another blur, and she was wearing them.

What a nice trophy! Renata thought to herself. She wondered idly if she could turn him back, but who really cared at that point?

It was 2:30 PM now. More than a little pleased with herself, Renata ran back to Squadron Headquarters, appeared before the vault, rippled in and placed the Cadalian Mirror in place with a satisfied pat, then teleported out and went home. If copying four people’s powers had made her this free and powerful, she couldn’t wait to claim her real prize...

Chapter 8 - Javelin

“Epoch.”

“Whisper.”

“I am almost restored from my last battle with the Squadron. I have scryed for the Cadalian Mirror... when it is not stationary at their miserable headquarters, it seems to bounce around at inexplicable speeds. One moment it is two towns over, then seconds later it bounces hundreds of miles to another place. I fear the mirror may be broken beyond repair. Our deal may amount to nothing.”

“No. My magic investigation informs me that it is still working. We must get it back before they figure out how to use it. I must have it!”

“Yes, a pity to have gone so far, only to meet with your own mortality. My own talents leave me... not quite strong enough to defeat the Squadron of Heroes on my own. This would be beneficial for us both, if what you have disclosed to me is accurate.”

“It is.”

“So you shall have my immortality, and I will have your limit shattering magical power.”

“Meet me in two days. I will have the artifact by then,” Whisper proclaimed.

“Very well.”

Whisper hung up.

---

“Hey MM!” Renata called her boyfriend in the evening. “Whatcha up to?”

“Me and Javelin just stopped some terrorists in Europe. Justice Girl flew us over, and we landed precision strikes on them. Elementa, Ripple, and Lightspeed are cleaning up. Me and Jav are gonna go get some beers.”

“Sounds fun! Can I come?”

“You know I’d love to see you babe, but Jav doesn’t want to give up his civilian name. You know how it is. Boys night out and stuff.”

“Where are you right now?” Renata asked, tired of being denied.

“Renata, I mean it! I’m Jav’s closest friend. You know how much of a loner he is. You can’t come!”

“Are you at home? I’m coming over, Steve.”

“Renata! Hey, don’t make me... don’t make me mind control you! I’m sorry, but if you’re really going to do this, you’re not giving me much of a choice! I promise it won’t be anything permanent...”

But Renata had already hung up. Two seconds later, she was knocking on Steve’s modest suburban home’s door.

“Steve? I know you’re home.”

He opened the door in a fury.

“Renata! What are you doing here! I told you, I won’t have any funny business when it comes to my hero teammates! You need to leave! Now! How did you even get here so fast!” he hissed at her.

“Can I come in?” Renata asked.

“No!” But he stepped aside and gestured her in with a sweep of his arm.

“Thanks, Steve. Close the door, will you? We don’t want the neighbors to hear.”

“Hey! What are you... why did I let you in?!” Mental Man looked at his own hands in confusion.

“Because I’m your girlfriend?” Renata faux explained.

“That’s it! There’s too many strange things happening! I don’t know why you wanted to see Ripple and Lightspeed. They told me they don’t even remember meeting you! Actually... even I... I don’t know what happened then! It’s all a strange blank! I just woke up in the bathroom, and I was, it was...” Steve blushed.

“Did it feel good, masturbating yourself silly for me?” Renata questioned matter-of-factly.

“Oh yes! Yes it did, goddess!” Steve blurted. “Wait, why did I just call you that?!”

“Wow, I’ve really wound you up tight, haven’t I. Come on, Mental Man. Think about it. Don’t tell me you don’t know what’s happening here. Your body isn’t under your control. You called me goddess. Blanks in your memory... and how do you think you got me permission to take the Cadalian Mirror off campus from Elementa?”

“It doesn’t make sense!” Steve protested.

“Come on, MM. Use that big brain of yours.” She took a seat on his couch.

“Well, losing time, forgetting memories... these are all symptoms of madness. Or someone who’s been controlled and programmed to forget.”

Renata snapped her fingers. “Bingo.”

“But who would be controlling hero members? And me! I’m the strongest known telepath on the planet!” Steve objected. Finally his false modesty was wilting away in the face of utter confusion and fear.

“Who indeed?” Renata idly fiddled with her gold earrings. “What do you think of my earrings, by the way? I just got them.”

“They look really nice, Renata. Everything about you looks really nice,” Steve answered.

“Thanks, Steve. Give me another compliment,” Renata crossed her legs, her athletic thighs and svelte calves on full display as she presented him with the sight of her sexy pink labia in her crotchless red panties.

“I love being your obedient slave. You are the most beautiful, most powerful mistress a lowly servant like myself could ever have.”

“Thanks, pet.”

“Thank you, mistress!”

Renata sat there, waiting for Steve’s mind to clear of her compulsions.

“Renata! You... you’ve mind controlled me!”

“No shit, Sherlock! I can’t believe it took you that long! Of course, I did tell you to forget until you thought I was making it obvious,” she giggled. “How do you not do this to everyone? It’s so delicious. Even more fun than being able to run faster than Lightspeed or teleport around like Ripple. Did you know that witches and sorcerers can also teleport? But it’s a very, very high level spell. Now it’s just effortless for me.”

“But... how...” Steve looked at his own hands helplessly. He knew that his mind had been completely compromised, and that resistance was futile.

“Come on, Steve. Use that big brain of yours. Or do you need me to order you to?”

“No! No, wait! Stop violating me... please!”

Renata lowered her gaze to meet his. Her eyes glowed with unfathomable power.

“But you like it,” Renata purred. “Nothing turns you on more.” She casually continued to swing her leg as she forcibly rewired the mind of the world’s greatest mentalist.

“Ooooh...” Steve moaned. “It was... the Cadalian Mirror? But I thought it was broken.”

“All will be revealed in time,” Renata promised. “Now, come eat my sweet, sweet pussy and make me gush all over your face. If you thought looking at me and blowing your load was fun, wait till you get a real taste. And then, let’s go see your dear friend Javelin, shall we?”

“Yes, Goddess! I will obey!” He had never had a more clear purpose in his life. As he scooted forward to part Renata’s silken, velvety folds, his erection surged to full hardness to the sound of Renata’s demeaning laughter...

---

Renata followed meekly behind Steve as they walked into a small, dark, and intimate dive bar located on an strange island in the middle of the road. Its outside walls were thick and white, like some sort of large pueblo. The only thing remotely around it were street storefronts. It was not a busy place for foot traffic or business.

Inside, the walls were smooth and red. The lighting was dark, with soft, barely audible music playing. People were gathered in tight knit groups, each holding little conversations of their own. This was definitely the type of place that screamed Javelin’s style. He was sitting on a barstool, nursing a cold one.

“Hey Paul,” Steve greeted him.

“Good to see you, man. It’s been a while since we had time to do this, what with work and all,” Paul replied. He was dressed in such an unassuming sweater and a pair of baggy jeans, no one would have ever guessed he was the well physiqued rear powerhouse support of the Squadron of Heroes.

“Hi Paul! Nice to meet you for real!” Renata’s bubbly voice sounded out as she popped out from behind Steve’s back with a beatific smile on her face.

“R-Renata!” Paul was taken aback. “Steve, what is she doing here!”

“Shh, keep it down,” Steve whispered.

“What the fuck, man!” Paul began to storm out.

“Paul, wait,” Renata said casually. Her little request bore into his mind and overrode his willpower entirely. “Why don’t we all have a drink together?”

Another light touch of her compelling voice brought Paul back to the bar. But it didn’t quench his anger.

“Fine. One drink. We need to talk,” he stated coldly.

“Aw, thanks buddy!” Steve said with a stupid grin on his goofy face.

“Be quiet, Steve. I’ll do the talking. Why don’t you go to the bathroom and entertain yourself to thoughts of me sitting on your face?” Renata ordered loudly enough for Paul to hear.

“Yes, goddess!” Steve scuffled off, eager to orgasm to his goddess girlfriend’s command.

Paul’s eyes grew wide.

“Come. Sit,” Renata took a seat and patted the spot that Paul had occupied before.

He obeyed. He didn’t have a choice.

“You look good, Paul. Really nice outfit. I never would’ve guessed it was you,” Renata said genuinely.

“Whatever. Look, you need to keep this a secret,” Paul began.

“Thank me when I pay you a compliment,” Renata cut him off. Her entire being flowed with unlimited power as all of her magic and abilities crashed into each other, amplifying her very essence.

“Thank you, Renata,” Paul felt a flush in his cheeks. How could he be so dismissive when such a beautiful woman had said such a nice thing about him?

“Let me cut to the chase. I want a copy of your powers. And then you’re not going to tell anyone what’s transpired here. Got it?” She placed all her cards on the table right before him, knowing that she held all the trumps and that he was helpless to fight her. It was so wickedly delicious!

“That’s impossible!” Paul protested.

“Not at all. I’ve already obtained my master’s magic, Lightspeed and Ripple’s powers... of course, Steve was the first one to succumb to me. Now, you can submit to me willingly, or I can use my myriad new abilities to force you to. What do you say?” She swept her hair behind her, revealing her golden earrings.

Paul just looked at them, gleaming and shining in the darkness. There was something strangely ominous about them. His hands were clasped in his lap, his default way of sitting in case he needed to charge up a blast in case of emergency and unleash hell.

Renata just smiled. Before Paul knew it, she had his arm in her grip and had flung it straight up between them. The sudden acceleration and stop had really hurt!

“Ow! Fuck! You really are...” Paul stared at the marvel before him. He didn’t continue to stop charging up, but he knew it was hopeless.

“Now why would a big strong superhero want to hurt a sexy little girl like me?” Renata fluttered her eyelashes at him, her compelling green eyes flickering in the darkness. Paul immediately ceased his power as all ill will toward Renata faded away, forever. God, she was so devastatingly sexy!

“You’re copying powers with the mirror? It’s locked behind the vault, if I understand correctly...” he said in a daze.

“Ooh, so smart! Steve over there in the bathroom, jacking himself off silly for me, it took him forever to figure it out.”

Paul blushed furiously at her praise and lavish attention.

“Don’t be shy, Paul! I always knew you were the strong and silent type. I just didn’t know you were smart too!”

Paul was absolutely melting inside. To receive such flattering attention from a red headed, unstoppable, beautiful goddess was just too much for his heart to bear!

“Keep going, baby. You’re right, it’s locked behind a vault. How am I going to get it here?” Renata goaded.

“Maybe... maybe you’re so powerful, you don’t need it anymore. Maybe you can just do it.”

For the first time, Renata was pleasantly surprised. Now that was a compliment! “Oh Paul, I do think you’re my new favorite now. For all of Steve’s supposedly big brain, he was just a horny mindless fuck. But you... that was a very nice thing you said to me. It was a good guess, but no. Try again.”

“Th-thank you, Renata!” Tears of joy were streaming down his face now. “Umm... you said you had Ripple’s power? So I suppose you can get it out of the vault whenever you like.”

Renata disappeared for a split second. Then she reappeared with the seemingly broken mirror on the bar’s stool.

“Well done, Paul! Actually, I used some of Lightspeed’s power there too. Though, I’m way better at everyone’s powers than they ever were. Now, what do you say? I’ve actually grown quite fond of you. Give me your power willingly? You have no idea how hard I can make you come with just my beauty... but I can show you, if you’re interested.”

Paul listened to her words in disbelief. Orgasm, just from looking at her?

Suddenly, Renata’s already mesmerizing beauty became completely overwhelming. Paul’s heart pounded in his chest as he found it difficult to breathe, and what little gasps of air he did manage were completely suffused with Renata’s flowery scent. The sight of her flowing hair, those soulgazing eyes that had seared themselves into his mind...

And her breasts! They had always been big, and they looked as if they were expanding right before Paul’s eyes! The buttons on the front of her sweater seemed to strain beyond their limits, yet never burst.

Renata smirked as she watched the effect of her ascending beauty on Javelin. She hadn’t cut loose ever since she copied Ripple’s power and had surged in pure seductive force.

“Yesss...” she whispered huskily. “It’s nice, isn’t it? Look, look how small my waist is in comparison. Can you believe I can even walk with this insane figure?”

She outlined her body with her hands, magically conforming her previously loose sweater to hug her every sinuous curve as if it were painted on. As she ran her long, dextrous fingers over her abs, they came into stark appearance, a well-defined six pack, strong, sexy, and feminine.

Renata was impressed that Paul was even following along instead of staring at her breasts, just like everyone else.

“Ooh. You like?” Renata giggled as she removed her hands to give him a good view.

Paul nodded. She looked so strong and feminine!

“It’s almost a shame I can’t unleash this on anyone else,” Renata lamented as she idly examined her perfectly manicured fingernails. “The truth is, this is only a tiny fraction of how I can look. I have to keep it contained, you know. Otherwise, I’m so beautiful that people would literally die around me! See?” She pointed out the bartender who was paralyzed with lust, doomed to orgasm for her until his heart failed.

Paul was beginning to go catatonic. His testicles were roiling, burning with need as his erect member threatened to explode all by itself!

“So... I can make you orgasm just like this. Would you like that?” Renata smiled at him. She didn’t even need Mental Man’s mind control to own people now!

“Yes please,” Paul whispered. His voice was hoarse.

“Imagine if I touched you!” Renata cackled wickedly. “With these fingers of mine...” she pantomimed them motion, wrapping her fingers over a phantom phallus,”or with my mouth...” Her tongue snaked out of her mouth and licked her kissable lips. “Or my...” she looked down at herself.

Paul gasped. Where had her pants gone!? He was looking right at her glorious pussy, completely bare and open for all to see!

Paul slammed his palm against the mirror.

“Good boy!!” Renata gleefully cheered. She was so happy with Paul in addition to her domination of him.

She placed her palm on the opposite side of the Cadalian Mirror.

A brief glow, a new surge of tumultuous, impossible power contained in one single, stunningly feminine body, and the deed was done. Renata sighed with contentment once more as she traced her hands over her body, letting her skintight clothes fall loose once more. Now she was just the most beautiful woman on the planet instead of a lethal walking sex bomb.

“S-so, you have my powers now?” Paul uttered, still in disbelief despite everything Renata had done and shown him.

Renata smiled and decided that a demonstration was in order. She raised her long, toned arm into the air and splayed her fingers wide. Five beams of devastating power emerged from her fingertips, each individual beam twice as strong as the projectiles that Javelin had ever fired. They seared five separate holes into the roof, disintegrating the material into dust before her energies soared off into the endless void of space.

Paul/Javelin was stunned absolutely speechless.

“Now... I have an idea for you, my sweet, powerful man,” Renata cooed. “How would you like to become a doll? I’ll keep you on me at all times so I can play with you whenever I want. These earrings used to be a person, you know,” Renata swished her hair back and forth, bathing him in their bewitching scent. “I’ve decided I like them.”

“Will... will I be alive?” Despite Renata’s glowing praise which of course stroked his ego harder than anyone ever had before, the thought of being an inanimate object, even one belonging to Renata, was terrifying.

“My Master never had power of this magnitude, but yes. I can transform you back anytime I like. But I have the feeling you won’t want to leave where I’ll be keeping you...” Renata glanced knowingly down at the marvelous valley of her cleavage.

“Yes! Yes! Please!” Paul begged.

“Good! It’s decided then!”

Renata snapped her fingers as a demonstration to herself of her ascension, summoning the same spell she’d taken a full minute to channel before using it on her boss. Paul just watched, fully entranced, as her glowing finger approached his forehead.

“Don’t worry. I’ll make sure you enjoy this,” Renata smiled as she gently tapped him.

Paul began to orgasm. Just from the lightest brushing of her pointer finger. He didn’t even process the change in his body as he shrunk down into a perfect replica of his former self, only a hundred scales smaller than before.

Picking up her new trophy, Renata tucked him right between her cleavage where he would always be enjoying the pure, burning, sexual bliss of being smothered by her breasts.

Steve had come back out of the bathroom at this point and witnessed Paul’s fate.

“You’re so kind, Renata,” Steve looked at his owner with teary eyes.

“Shut up, slave,” Renata rebuked him.

Steve nodded.

Chapter 9 - Elementa

Renata laughed all the way to Squadron Headquarters, enjoying wearing her boss as an expensive earring while having Javelin wedged in between her unbearably sexy breasts, her soft and supple flesh grinding away at his inanimate form, causing him ever ascending sexual agony while denying his release since he had no such biology. The little Santa Mesa suburb all seemed so insignificant now as her long arms and longer legs pumped at inhuman speed effortlessly. She could level the whole place just by sweeping one of her Javelin-magnified beams fired from her fingertips, or even directed with as little as a pucker of her plump lips!

In under a second, she’d covered the distance to Squadron Headquarters. But then, she’d been taking her time. She could’ve teleported there even faster, but this killer body of hers needed to be let loose. She could be anywhere on Earth, at any moment she wanted. Which she promptly demonstrated by teleporting in front of the vault doors, pondering whether or not she should even continue her little ruse.

As Renata considered the prospect of just going all out, Renata felt a sudden surge of heat approaching her like a huge tidal wave. If not for her superspeed, she might have been incinerated before she could have reacted!

Instead, she just teleported away to behind the source of that energy. Elementa had gotten the drop on her, and like a professional, she hadn’t hesitated.

“Well, well, well, Elementa!” Renata began to gloat.

The ground directly beneath her softened like quicksand, trying to suck her down. But it was child’s play for Renata to speed away scot free.

“Cut it out! I’m trying to talk to you here!” Renata rolled her eyes, completely unfazed by Elementa’s deadly attacks.

“Who are you, villain!” Elementa shouted before pursing her lips and blowing a waft of extreme cold toward a nearly idealized Renata that Elementa couldn’t even identify anymore. The air crackled and vibrated as the corridor filled with a crystallizing ice wall. Even Renata, with her superspeed, couldn’t go anywhere if the entire area was encased in thick, dense ice.

Renata just opened her mouth as a ball of glowing yellow light built up in her mouth. Then, the deadly beam erupted outward like a laser, shattering Elementa’s attempted entrapment into beautiful, falling chunks of shattered crystal.

Elementa just gasped. She’d escalated on every attack, but this... unfathomably powerful and... mind-bogglingly beautiful redhead was too much! The green haired elementalist began to panic in fear, but also stare at the mystery woman’s voluptuous curves and her mesmerizing, deep set emerald eyes in unbridled lust.

Wait, was that...

“Renata?!” Elementa squeaked, her voice barely a whisper.

“Hi, Elementa. That was rather rude. Do you greet everyone with a few death blasts?” Renata idly examined her fingernails.

“I thought you... villain... you had the thing in your hands... where...?”

“You mean this?” Renata turned her palm over. One second, it was empty. And the next, the heavy thing rested in the palm of her hand. “And this ‘thingy’ is the Cadalian Mirror. You should show it some respect, you know.”

“I’m sorry for... ungg... attacking,” Elementa grimaced as Renata’s movements and the sound of her voice began to overwhelm her. And she hadn’t even done anything overtly sexy yet!

“Don’t worry, Elementa. To be honest, you don’t stand a chance. You have no idea how much I’m holding back right now,” Renata giggled. The sound of Renata’s joy and happiness ringed in Elementa’s ears and flooded her mind with an eruption of ecstasy

“How... you’re so powerful... what’s happening to me...” Elementa moaned as her burning womb began to pulse with pleasure. “I’m...!”

Renata just approached the orgasming woman, the second most powerful and wise member of the Squadron. She didn’t know how potent her beauty was, even against heterosexual women. A quick scan of the crippled Elementa’s mind confirmed it. She wasn’t even a lesbian now. She was completely, full captured in lust by Renata’s visage.

“I need you to do something for me, Elementa,” Renata sped forward and caught the bow-legged heroine in one hand.

Elementa’s pleasurable whimpers turned into a scream as Renata’s sensual fingers swiped against her skin. Her pussy clenched and squirted, splashing the floor and causing flowers to bloom.

“Oh, I can’t wait to have that,” Renata laughed. “You’ve got some really unique abilities!”

“I... love... you...” Elementa would have done anything to stay in Renata’s vicinity. Her orgasm continued unabated. Her breath was becoming ragged.

“Good pet. Let me just tweak your mind so you stop coming so much... there you go, sweetie.” Renata flipped a few switches, instantly taking full control of Elementa’s body.

Elementa whimpered in both relief and sadness.

“Touch this.” Renata was careful to present a specific side of the mirror toward her new benefactor.

Elementa immediately did as she was told. She watched in rapt fascination as Renata quaked and shuddered before opening her half-lidded eyes, now blazing with furious purpose, even more compelling and awesome. Like being sucked into the event horizon of a black hole awesome.

“Ahhh...” Renata stretched her back, flinging her long arms behind her head and loosened her muscles, rolling her shoulders and causing her breasts to heave. “What a novel feeling that was. I’m glad I saved you for near the end, Elementa,” Renata smiled sinisterly. The earth rippled under their legs as she exercised her new power.

Elementa just nodded as she witnessed the rise of a goddess.

“Now, since you’ve been such a good pet... why don’t I turn you into one? Literally. Tell me, Elementa. Do you like cats?”

“C-cats?” she stammered, still unable to tear her eyes away from Renata.

“Eh. No matter.”

Renata leaned forward and kissed Elementa on the cheek. The green-haired heroine seized up in pure pleasure before her entire body shrunk down to that of a nimble cat, no heavier than ten pounds. Renata gave it a little scratch behind the ears. She mewed.

Renata looked at the Cadalian Mirror, then looked at the vault. The final pieces were set in play already. No sense keeping up appearances.

She rippled into the vault, pursed her lips, and blew gently. The cold stream accumulated in front of where the Cadalian Mirror was allegedly being kept the whole time, transforming into a solid glacier that would never melt. Renata took her two index fingers, wiggled them and giggled cutely in front of herself before firing precise, intensely destructive razor thin beams. Her hands blurred as she moved at super speed, carving up the solid wall of ice into a cold, beautiful, eternal statue of herself. Waves of icy sapphire hair, puffy lips, firm, heavy, ripe breasts, a chiseled abdomen, and long, sleek, coltish legs... it would have sold for a fortune.

Renata turned back to look at Elementa the cat. She was standing outside the vault, content to sit still and just look at the statue.

Renata vanished.

Chapter 10 - Epoch and Justice

“Squadron of Heroes, come quickly! I’ve been informed by Mental Man that we have a lead on Epoch,” Justice Girl announced in the briefing room. Ripple, Lightspeed, and Mental Man himself were present. “Where are Javelin and Elementa? It’s not like either of them to be late!”

Mistress, Mental Man communicated with Renata telepathically. The meeting has started!

“Maybe they were, like, making out,” Lightspeed chimed in to stall Justice Girl for Renata’s sake.

“Oh Elementa, I love your fire breath! We should totally make out sometime!” Ripple did a poor imitation of the two.

“Knock it off, guys!” Mental Man was in on it.

Justice Girl struggled to maintain her patience while the two immature boys and one immature man bickered. She was so distracted that she didn’t even notice a blur outside of the meeting room where Elementa and Javelin had suddenly materialized. They walked in one after the other, Elementa pawing at her twitchy ear, and Javelin with a clear erection in his pants and the happiest, sappiest smile on his face.

“See!? I told you they were making out!” Lightspeed whispered not so quietly.

“Everyone, shut up! We have important business to discuss!” Justice Girl yelled. “Mental Man, tell us about the tip you got.”

They all fell quiet. Justice Girl glared daggers at a spacey Elementa and a blissed out Javelin. It was quite unlike them.

“Okay, team. I got a tip from a mysterious source that Epoch will be meeting with said source at a rendezvous point.”

Justice Girl looked at all of her team members, expecting an objection. But none seemed bothered. She took the lead herself.

“So the source is someone... close to Epoch? Why on earth isn’t this a trap?”

“She appears to be frustrated or betrayed by Epoch. They’re meeting about the Cadalian Mirror. In fact, she might fear for her life, so it’d be two birds with one stone. Doesn’t that sound great, Justice Girl? We find and capture Epoch, and we save the beautiful girl!” Mental Man explained.

“Beautiful girl?” Justice Girl raised an eyebrow.

“Reaaaally hot!” Ripple chimed in.

Lightspeed traced the outline of an outrageously curvaceous woman.

Elementa and Javelin sighed in contentment.

“What the hell is wrong with you guys? There’s no way this tip is reliable, MM!” Justice Girl screamed. “What is wrong with this team!”

“It’s okay, Justice Girl,” Elementa returned to her normal self upon Renata’s orders. “We’ll keep our distance. If the source is true, Epoch will attempt to do something to her. We can swoop in at the sign of trouble.”

“No matter how strong they are, my artillery laser blasts should still do plenty of damage. If we think something smells fishy, we can pull out,” Javelin contributed, also back to his normal self.

“Well...” Justice Girl mulled it over with serious concern.

“And if it gets bad, maybe Renata will smack Epoch in the face with a stick again!” Mental Man contributed.

“No Renata!” Justice Girl yelled.

“Awww!” Ripple and Lightspeed bemoaned.

“It’ll be fine, JG. Really.” Mental Man put on his most convincing airs. Everyone else nodded.

“Okay then...” Justice Girl swallowed her concerns. For once, the whole team seemed united. How bad could it be?

---

A woman, above average in height, clad in unassuming hooded brown robes with her face well covered up, teleported into a warehouse with a prepared pentagram. She did not come in via its power, standing well and far away with it.

“Whisper.”

“Epoch.”

“Very, very impressive, coming in like that. I’ve never seen anything like it in all my centuries of magic. Still, should you not be cautious in your ailing years?” Epoch regarded his mysterious informant. Even fully covered up, and with his mortal desires long since abandoned, he couldn’t help but feel a longing ache in his loins. It had been so long...

“This is me being cautious,” Whisper replied. “How foolish would I be to use another’s conduit to travel without appropriately examining it?” She gestured with her fluid arms. Even her languid movements, the graceful gesture of her lithe arms and sensual fingers into a little shrug were somehow indescribably erotic.

“Enough. Do you have the Cadalian Mirror? We should complete our little mutually beneficial transaction, don’t you think?” Epoch’s grin grew wide and ugly.

Whisper reached her arm down the collar of her robes and widened it. Epoch couldn’t see clearly, but the mysterious and voluptuous beyond belief witch seemed to be reaching in between her breasts, causing those firm, enormous orbs to jiggle before pulling her hand back out.

“Yes.”

It rested on the palm of her hand. The surface was smooth and unbroken.

“It is repaired?” Epoch raised a cautious eyebrow at her.

“Naturally.” She showed him both sides.

“I should like to examine it.”

As he approached, a loud steam whistle began to exhale a white plume of smoke and begin to sing. Both Whisper and Epoch turned to look at it.

“Intruders, sir! Intruders! Intruders, sir, intruders!” It yelled not particularly melodiously.

“The Squadron! How did they know!?” Epoch yelled in a panic. “How much of your magical and life force remain?”

“Not much, I fear!”

“You stupid witch! You should have come in on my conduit! With our powers combined, we could hold back the Squadron! Perhaps even win a decisive victory!”

“Now is not the time! What’s done is done! Hurry, the mirror!” Whisper urged. “We can still win!” She held up the Cadalian Mirror and placed her palm flat against it.

“No! I have not had a chance to verify your claims! I will escape via my conduit. You may come if you wish!”

Whisper growled angrily. Behind her back, she pointed a single finger up into the air. A thin beam of energy so small, so fast as to be imperceptible, flew high into the air. It had only lasted a nanosecond, but there was now a swelling, growing, intensifying Javelin-like blast that had punctured a little hole through Epoch’s roof.

And then crashed down with far more devastating effect than any of Javelin’s attacks. It left a burning crater in the ground where Epoch’s escape route had lain.

“Tch! How are they so powerful!?” Epoch wailed.

“Hurry!!!” Whisper held up the Cadalian Mirror once more.

“Very well! It seems I have no choice! After this, may we crush the Squadron of Heroes once and for all!”

Epoch ran forward and placed his hand on the smooth, cold surface of the mirror.

“Yessssssss!!!” Whisper moaned loudly and ironically, given her namesake.

Epoch watched his companion’s writhing and bucking as he awaited his own influx of power. But nothing was happening. He rubbed his hand over the mirror, pressed against it, even removed and repositioned it.

“Whisper! It’s not working!” he cried.

“On the contrary,” she hissed, her throaty voice seeming to transform and elevate as she spoke. “It’s working exactly as intended...”

Before his eyes, Whisper’s robes began to dissipate as more and more of her naked body came into view. Epoch recognized that look of agelessness as it flowed through the core of her being, transferring a copy of his longevity to her now permanently youthful, nubile curves. Meanwhile, he watched on helplessly as absolutely nothing happened for him.

“Why?! Why doesn’t it happen for me! You’ve tricked me, you deceitful witch!”

Whisper removed her hand from the Cadalian Mirror and then waved toward it. The side that Epoch was touching looked identical to the same way it had shattered on that fateful day, while Whisper’s side was completely smooth.

“I... was on this side,” she pointed at the cracked surface, “and you were on this! The copy doesn’t work with a shattered mirror, don’t you know. To think, everything I obtained was the result of a simple glamor spell!” Whisper chuckled.

“N-no...”

“Mmm... that’s right, Epoch. I have a copy of your powers now. But you have none of mine. What a shame. They are quite considerable,” Whisper smiled as she easily crushed his mental barriers. What do you think? She whispered directly into his brain.

“Arrrrrrgh!” he screamed in pain.

But Whisper didn’t stop. She channeled the memory and knowledge of all that she could do. Energy beam emission at unheard of levels, mastery over mind and matter, mastery of the elements, outlandish speed and reflexes... all packaged in a beauty that commanded lust. And she was the most proficient witch he had ever encountered!

“Im-impossible...” Epoch gasped.

“Now, now, Epoch. We’re not done here yet. The Squadron of Heroes will be arriving soon. And I always like to play with my new abilities once I’ve earned them. How about I drain your life force? Combined with a copy of your magnified powers, I do believe that this body of mine...” she traced her hands over the perfect swells of her breasts, the chiseled grooves of her abs, and the smooth, wet, fragrant pink petals of her pussy, “should last for eternity, don’t you think?” As she spoke, a magical black fabric formed, starting at the polished lines of Renata’s elegant neck and crawled down the dips and valleys of her mind-boggling curves. When they reached her hips, the fabric continued to flow down her naked front and rear, leaving two long slits down the entire prodigious length of the sides of her legs. A pair of clasps formed around her shoulders as a satiny billowing cape flowed outward from her shoulders.

“No!” Epoch protested.

He tried to cast a protective rune. Whisper let him, and then dispelled it with a wink. It exploded from her combined magical and sexual assault, leaving Epoch completely vulnerable. Not that he was ever safe from her. At the same time, sparkling, swirling galaxies formed on her dress, shifting and rotating with her every subtle movement.

“Your way of draining life was so... blase. I’ve got an improvement. Pucker up, baby. And don’t worry, you’ll like this...”

Renata locked her domineering eyes with him, pursed her luscious lips, placed them on Epoch’s as she held him immovably in place with her hands on his cheeks, and began to suck his considerable life force while the sterile wizard orgasmed nonstop in his pants from the jagged electric pulses of pleasure being channeled through his body by her powerful tongue...

When the Squadron of Heroes arrived, all that remained of Epoch was a dry, shriveled husk.

“R-Renata!?” Justice Girl looked at the spectacle before her. A large crater that looked like Javelin’s handiwork, only he hadn’t fired a shot. And that skeleton... was that Epoch!?

“Heya JG!” Renata waved.

“Renata!!” The rest of the Squadron fell to their knees in worship as Justice Girl continued to float there in utter shock. It took all of her willpower not to fall to her knees as well in worship of the redhead’s all-consuming beauty.

“What did you do!?” Justice Girl screamed.

“Oh, you know. Copied all the powers of your mighty squadron one at a time. Took the powers of my teacher. Made them all my own, powered them up to infinity, yada yada. You’re the only one left I haven’t tasted yet, sweetie,” Renata smiled. “I saved the best for last. Your powers... mm!” Renata salivated.

“Team! Attack Renata!” Justice Girl ordered.

But nobody moved.

“It’s okay, everyone. You’re free of my mind control. And the grip of my beauty,” Renata commanded. “Listen to your leader like good little slaves.”

They all gasped as Renata’s beautiful torturous bonds were released. And then her latest command to obey Justice Girl took root, lest they were too afraid to fight her.

“Renata... why?!” Mental Man wailed in anguish.

“Not now, Mental Man! Let’s go!” Javelin raised his hands into the air and began to blast a beam from each hand.

Renata would have been impressed before, but his power was so piddling compared to her.

“Ripple! Let’s go!” Elementa ordered.

The teleporter reappeared by Elementa’s side and then disappeared. Their movements would have been impossible for anyone else to trace. Save Renata.

“Fire fire fire!” Mental Man accepted his orders and sent an attack pattern to Javelin, designed to confuse their opponents. Javelin guided the power he had stored up there in the sky, zigzagging it in wild directions with Renata as their ultimate target.

Meanwhile, Elementa with Ripple’s support, formed deadly ice spears, so thin that they could lethally pierce a human’s heart chest to back, leaving no sign of damage at all until the blood started to flow. She hurled them at Renata from all directions, behind, in front, above... wherever Ripple teleported the duo, another deadly projectile came into existence and launched toward Renata with a well-aimed directed kiss from Elementa.

As tens of dozens of attacks approached Renata, Lightspeed darted in and attempted to punch and push Renata. His goal was to discombobulate, distract, and disorient.

Renata just stood there serenely, taking in the pyrotechnic display with smug satisfaction. Everything was moving so slowly for her! She easily dodged Lightspeed’s attempts to touch her, blurring so fast that not even he could detect her movement. Just an ethereal ghostly afterimage that he could not effect. On his next blowby, Renata simply moved out of the way, stuck out her pretty little toes, and tripped him. Then, a little pat on his ass at speeds that he wished he were capable of sent him zooming off at nearly the speed of light. He died as soon as Renata had spanked him with her fingers, but he traveled onward, the velocity of his corpse causing an enormous explosion.

Back into hyperspeed, Renata blew an intensely hot breath at all of Elementa’s deadly ice shivs. They went from solid to steam as soon as Renata’s scorching hot breath hit them. Focusing now on generating Javelin’s energy in her eyes, an intense yellow beam formed in each before an enormous backlash of energy unleashed behind her as she let loose her death gaze.

Renata’s emerald green eyes sparkled as she saw the beginnings of her counterattack. Then she let the world go back to full speed.

All of Ripple and Elementa’s attack patterns, all of Mental Man and Javelin’s machinations, and Renata’s easy blowing and deadly gaze had exploded it all in midair.

And then she saw the true attack coming. Justice Girl flying in, ready to land a haymaker just as she had against Epoch. Eyes blue and deadly, muscles taut, strong, wound up, and brimming with superhuman might... She was a beautiful vision of fury and vengeance.

Renata conjured up Epoch’s reflection spell and let Justice Girl connect.

The sickening sound of crunching bone echoed through the air.

“Ah.... ahhhhh!” Justice Girl screamed as she went flying away. Both of her arms and one of her legs had been broken.

“Nice one, Justice Girl! That looked like it hurt!” Renata parodied Epoch’s taunt. Only she could really back up the trash talk.

“Now, let’s see... how about a kiss for all of you for trying so hard? JG, you can watch!”

Justice Girl moaned as she carved a deep channel in the earth while sliding backwards.

Renata sped right in front of Javelin. Elementa and Ripple tried to launch another attack, but the redheaded terror just waved her arm behind her, and a gust of wind so powerful that Ripple couldn’t control his body blew them both away. Elementa struggled to conjure eddies to stop their out of control spiraling flight.

“Hi Paul,” Renata grinned.

“Monster!” Javelin tried to channel energy at close range. If he had to sacrifice himself to kill Renata, so be it!

But Renata just grabbed his wrists faster than his eyes could follow. All of that energy he was stockpiling in his body, she simply sucked it up into herself!

“Did you enjoy being my toy?” Renata glanced down at her cleavage.

Javelin gulped. Suddenly, Renata’s order to obey Justice Girl didn’t seem so important anymore. He remembered his time in between those breasts, body and soul bursting with pleasure, being smothered by Renata’s huge tits and irrepressible fragrance...

“Yes...” he admitted.

“Well, too bad I grew tired of you, my toy. But here’s a kiss for old time’s sake.”

Renata leaned in and locked her lips with his. He began to orgasm violently on the spot.

A blinding light built in the back of Renata’s throat. And then burst through his body, Renata’s energy beam disintegrating him and ripping the sky apart as it exited the atmosphere into the far reaches of space.

Renata had already moved on. She had flown high into the air on Elementa’s wind power and tapped Mental Man on the shoulder from behind.

“R-R-Renata!” Mental Man gasped. “Please! Have mercy! We... we were a couple!”

“Yes we were, slave,” Renata licked her lips. “And I’ve come to give you the ultimate gift. You belonged to me, and now I’m going to give you freedom. Plus the knowledge of the kind of power I bear now. Wouldn’t you like that?”

But it didn’t matter what Mental Man liked or wanted. All that mattered was Renata’s decision. She gave him a little peck on the lips as well, flooding his mind with unfathomable power, so vast and endless that Mental Man began to lose his grip on reality. He collapsed to the earth like a stone, screaming and convulsing.

Renata teleported to the still tumbling Ripple and Elementa next.

“Aw, having trouble, my little pet companion?” Renata helped to stop their out of control tumble with a little puff of breath. Then, she conjured up the earth to grab hold of Elementa and take her back to the ground.

“It’s just you and me now, little Ripple,” Renata winked at him, triggering his spontaneous orgasm with the simple seductive gesture.

“Oh my! Did you like it that much?” Renata covered her pink lips in mock shock. “Why don’t I make you come until you die? It sounds iike a nice fate for a young man like you, no?”

“N-no!” Ripple began to teleport chaotically.

But everywhere that he materialized, Renata was right there with him. Intimately. A shimmering of space, and Renata followed with her pussy grinding against his mouth, filling him with her sweet heavenly ambrosia that caused him to pulse with unbroken intensity.

Another ripple. Renata was right there behind him, arms snaked across his chest as she whispered hotly into his ear.

Another ripple. Renata had his overworked member in her hot mouth, sucking his soul out as Ripple quavered with his hands on her flaming red hair.

“There you go!” Renata laughed as she clenched her silken hot velvet of her pussy lips over his now unproductive erection. “Don’t stop coming for me! Never stop coming for me!”

Ripple lost complete control of his body. Small dribbles of his seminal fluid leaked into the air as his heart gave out from sheer, unadulterated, Renata-induced pleasure. He also fell to the ground like a stone.

Renata reappeared on the floor and ran straight toward Elementa who was now trapped in a prison of earth.

“And now for you, my pet. Justice dearie, are you watching?” Renata called over her shoulder.

“I can’t... break free!” A shocked Elementa exclaimed. The earth was her domain!

“Was your domain,” Renata corrected the green-haired superheroine’s thought. “I’m so much better at it now.”

Elementa screamed. Her scorching breath smothered Renata’s flawless face, only to reveal that Renata had blocked it flawlessly with a little cold puff that matched the exact counter temperature of Elementa’s blast. Without even trying.

“Now...” Renata blew an icy cold puff over her finger as if blowing on a pistol. “Like I offered everyone else... how about a kiss?”

“N-no, please! Nooooo!” Elementa shrieked.

“I’ll make it extra intimate for you...” Renata promised mysteriously.

So saying, Renata leaned in and kissed Elementa on the lips. A burst of magic propelled through the highway of her flicking tongue in Elementa’s mouth as the elemental superheroine found herself becoming more and more a part of the kiss... literally. She was being shrunken down to bite size as Renata scooped her into her mouth. A tiny Elementa screamed out in terror in her new, squeaky, high-pitched voice just long enough for Justice Girl to hear before Renata closed her lips and swallowed her whole.

She patted her tummy and made a relishing smack with her lips.

“Well, Justy? What do you think of my handiwork?” Renata turned to face the broken but rapidly healing leader of the most powerful group of superheroes.

“I’ll... kill you!” Despite her broken body, she hurled herself at Renata.

Renata pointed at Justice Girl, stopped her brute strength and speed with just the power of her mind, and caused her to open her fist into a flat palm. A blur later, the Cadalian Mirror had been pulled from in between Renata’s engulfing breasts, and their hands were touching it on either side.

“Mine.” Renata declared.

Chapter 11 - Renata Ataner Infinite

“Yes yes yes YES YES!” Renata screamed as her pussy throbbed and pulsed with infinite pleasure. Her squirting love juices caused a field of flowers to bloom upon the destruction she had wrought as she easily decimated the Squadron.

Renata’s power magnified just as much as her ridiculously unstoppable sex appeal. Epoch’s faux immortality combined with Justice Girl’s self healing physique and raw power had truly unlocked the copying goddess’s full potential. Her speed, her strength, her mental powers, her overwhelming pheromones, her magic... with Justice Girl’s overall balanced and previously unmatched power, Renata had become a goddess among goddesses. Her regal black dress expanded and molded to fit her nonstop blossoming body.

“I can’t... unf! Believe! You could resist my beauty!” Renata wailed in orgasmic ecstasy as her limbs lengthened even further. “Everyone else just... ung! Orgasmed to me on sight!” Her breasts filled out and expanded even further, the size of firm, ripe grapefruit, powerful enough to shatter the planet with a tiny swivel of her waist.

“I think... I’m gonna... keep you around...” Renata panted. Her abs crunched into a well-defined six pack, all set on a tiny waist and wide, fertile hips. Another blast of her sweet juice erupted from the junction between her fleshy, sculpted thighs, slamming a deep crater into the earth that immediately filled with more fragrant flowers.

“Stop... please...” Justice Girl begged as she felt her self control begin to slip. Those thick nubs on her expanding chest, the mere proximity of being near this fiery haired goddess, the thought of those long legs squeezing herself, causing her to yelp out in pain as her new mistress commanded her lust and obedience...

The transfer was complete. Renata opened her blazing eyes. As soon as she locked her gaze upon Justice Girl, the blonde superheroine crumbled into a useless, quivering, clutching heap.

Renata bent down and picked Justice Girl up by the throat. God, it was so easy! No telekinesis required. A flex of her toned arm just revealed a tasteful, fit, feminine bulge. She floated into the air just as easily, with no need for Elementa’s wind powers or Mental Man’s telekinesis. All of her powers swirled and grew, generating untold heights of never-ceasing power as Epoch and Justice Girl’s vitalities elevated each other in an endless waltz of unbridled Renata.

“Why are you doing this...” Justice Girl asked with her final ounce of willpower.

Renata just smiled at the only slave she’d decided to keep around. With a compelling glance from her emerald eyes down to her own breasts and thick nipples, she melted Justice Girl’s willpower like a pad of butter in a screaming hot pan. That is, until the next time she could put it back together, just for Renata to dominate and destroy again.

Justice Girl’s lips went slack as her eyes went vacant.

“Now, my new sex toy...” Renata flipped Justice Girl upside down as easily as a little pipe cleaner. She aligned the heroine’s mouth to her own aching snatch. “Eat me out while I play with my new unlimited powers!”

Justice Girl dived in with gusto as Renata’s sweet nectar crushed her very soul.