Sidekick Sally (PAID POST #2) (Patreon)

 Sidekick Sally  was always a little disappointed with her position. Sidekick was always such a shit upon stature, so when her heroine Leather Lass left behind her special gloves, she couldn't resist trying them on.
 “I'll be all powerful and sexy just like her!”
 Sally stood in front of the mirror in her drab looking skirt and turtleneck. She poked at her little pudge of a tummy and too thick thighs that always rubbed together when she ran. No wonder Leather Lass never let her go out into the field with her.
 She slipped on the gloves and felt a surge of electricity pulsing up her arms. Her shoulders wiggled and shuddered. Then she started punching the air, even wrenching her fingers and enjoying the stretching sound the gloves made as she balled her fists up. She punched the air some more, It felt really good like she was punching her aggression out. She was working her fists so fast she hardly even realized that her arms were slimming and tightening with every thrust of her wrists. Her biceps started to pulse with power.
 She felt so good she started to high kick and her thighs slimmed and tightened. She felt so good and a little odd as her cotton undies felt a little stiff, and leathery. But it also felt really good, and empowering. So she unsnapped the side of her dress and ripped it away with a flourish. Her thighs looked so slim and toned.   
 “Wow these look fantastic!” she rolled up her turtleneck sleeves and flexed her toned biceps feeling the muscle build up strength. “God this feels good, like my body is getting tight all over!”
 She started crunching her abs and pushing her shoulders back tilting her head side to side and feeling her sides getting squeezed as her stomach tightened. Her breasts plumped as she breathed in deeper. She felt that leathery feeling wrapping around her swollen tits and ribs. She grabbed her turtleneck, not satisfied enough to whip it over her head, she decided to test her new found strength as she pulled and ripped the turtleneck from her body revealing a tight toned sleek body underneath.
 “Ha!” she laughed. She slipped off her glasses and ran her fingers through her hair before her laugh lowered in tone but not femininity. She stood powerfully in front of the mirror, “I am Leather Lass!”