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Saving a city from evil was a full time job; there was no debating that.

Criminals were just as relentless as they were plentiful, and even something as innocent as petty theft seemed to fall on the shoulders of a super-being to stop. It wasn't enough that they were already battling against other enhanced individuals for the safety of the city, as a whole. They were expected to take that fight even to the smallest of criminal minds, as if they were capable of being on every street corner at every waking moment.

While some heroes and heroines might have been capable of such, Tidal Gal wasn't quick enough to pull off such a stunt. Underestimating her due to a lack of speed, however, could easily be a fatal mistake.

It was almost certain that there were a couple of stores being robbed, and people being mugged on the less savory side of town, but in the heart of the town square, where the more affluent citizens preferred to gather and spend their time, a super villain was wrecking havoc that threatened to spread far beyond the reaches of the city limits.

Tidal Gal, born one Elise Trent, was doing her best just to keep up with the terrible threat.

"Give up now and turn yourself in! You might come away from this with without permanent damages!"

A pure-hearted individual who actually took it upon herself to wear the mantle of justice over her impressive powers, Tidal Gal didn't stand very tall, and she didn't look too imposing, but her powers made her a match for any of the other super beings she'd ever encountered. Her outfit wasn't terrible chaste, but the blue tank top upon her torso was light and slim to keep from inhibiting her movements, and though her skirt was more of a loincloth, the ends of it reached all the way to her knees, keeping a sense of modesty about her costume. Tall, thigh-high stockings of white left only a slim gap of her exposed flesh between, and upon her feet, tall, ankle-high boots helped to complete the look, composed of a material that was a perfect match for her top.

Getting dirty in combat didn't meant that she wasn't allowed to be fashionable, after all. A white belt sat around her waist with a golden clasp, engraved with the initials "TG." Bangles of gold that appeared to be loose around her wrist were enchanted to her body, making them impossible to remove, even when she wasn't wearing her alternate persona.

Her opponent for the afternoon had no idea that she was Elise Trent, but it wasn't her intention to find out who Tidal Gal really was. She cared only about spreading wanton destruction, and unfortunately, Tidal Gal was standing in the way of that, ever a match for her villainous attempts.

"I'm sorry, but giving up just isn't in my nature! I'd advise you to give up, Tidal Gal...I'd just hate to have to publicly embarrass you."

Sarcasm dripped from the words just as much as poison fell from a stinger, and Suzubemachi was much more familiar with the latter. Barely standing taller than the short Tidal Gal, but fluttering up in the air above her, Suzubemachi was often thought to be the very spawn of an angry hornet, and her outfit reflected the same, as a stripe of black sat between twin stripes of yellow, flowing down from her top. Her legs and forearms were fitted with matching stockings of pure, jet black, and upon her face, a pair of sunglasses obscured her identity, covering her irises with a shade of pink that was so intense, it was almost painful for others to gaze upon.

Small, decorative wings sat upon the back of her outfit, and without an ounce of shame to show, those who gazed up into the sky would see everything that she had to offer; there was no filler between her stockings and her top, and from behind, one could see the full, smooth curves of her bare rump, and, when they were lucky, the slim, tight slit of her womanhood.

In many ways, she was a contrast for Tidal Gal, and her repeated appearances were beginning to take their toll on the heroine. Tidal Gal did her best to stay focused as she gripped the shaft of her staff and held it upright, knowing that her powers would falter if she didn't keep an absolutely clear mind.

"You haven't taken me down yet, Suzubemachi! Today won't be any different!" Tidal Gal cried out, and even as they dispersed, the crowd around her cheered her name and clapped for her as she spun her staff around. A small orb upon the top was filled with a blue aura, and from the same, a flash of mist shot up into the air. Around the mist, ice quickly formed, and Suzubemachi was scarcely able to dodge out of the way, as the air where she once floated was turned to a path of ice. "I've no mercy left for the likes of you!"

With her gift of inherent flight, Suzubemachi was always given the higher ground, but her close brush with being frozen sharpened her senses. "I was hoping we might get to have a little fun today, Tidal Gal...but you're just determined to do this the hard way, aren't you?" she asked.

Water formed behind Suzubemachi, and with her control over water pressure, Tidal Gal pressed the villain down into the ground with a heavy, painful THUD."The hard way, huh? Seems to me like that was pretty easy."

"D-don't...don't be so arrogant," Suzubemachi shot back, as she deftly jumped up from the ground and slipped back from the water. "You should have frozen me just then, you fool! You just missed the only chance you had!"

Suzubemachi began to walk closer to Tidal Gal, and it seemed a foolish move, as she walked in a straight line at the powerful heroine. "Nothing stopping me from freezing you now!" Tidal Gal pointed out, though as she swung her staff around and fired another bolt of freezing air, she found her aim went just off to the right, and though she looked like a drowned rat, with her hair and outfit soaked, Suzubemachi managed a quick, devious grin. "...W-what...what the hell?"

"Just give up, girly. I told you that you already missed your chance."

Though she couldn't quite see anything different, Tidal Gal was starting to smell something unusual on the air around her. Her legs wobbled as she stood in place, and the rest of her body began to shudder as she felt a shock run down from the pit of her stomach, right into the mound of her womanhood. Her sex ached with a sudden desire, and as her cheeks flushed a bright red, Tidal Gal tried to ignore the cries of her body as she charged another shot.

FWOOOOOSH! A rushing cascade of water flew past Suzubemachi, this time missing to the far left, striking only a few tables and benches that were already strewn about the town square. "You're going to start causing property damage if you don't put that thing down," Suzubemachi warned. "Might be for the best if you just put the staff down, Puddle Pussy."

Even if the name was immature, Tidal Gal couldn't stand being mocked, and the fact that her opponent seemed to know of her internal struggles only made it worse. She was panting with effort as she tried to gather more energy to fight, but with each breath, she felt her thighs trembling a little harder, until she was relying entirely on the weight of the staff to stand. She could feel a slow stream of feminine juices spilling out from her panties and rushing down to greet her stockings, and her cheeks were completely ablaze as she wondered how many onlookers could actually tell what was happening to her.

Why...why can't I fight this? What's happening to me? she panicked, though she feigned toughness as she fell to one knee and tried to ready another attack.

She was so caught up in the kaleidoscope of fantasies that were filling her mind that she never even saw Suzubemachi standing in front of her. With a snicker, the villain smacked the staff from Tidal Gal's hands and loomed over her helpless, quivering body.

"All of these times that we fought...I never would have guessed to use the pheromones on you. I didn't think they'd be so effective!" Suzubemachi declared her plan, now that Tidal Gal was scarcely able to fight back. "You must be quite a reserved, inhibited young woman. A real shame, that...I bet you can't even remember when your last orgasm was!"

Gritting her teeth together and lashing out with a fist, Tidal Gal was easily caught by the wrist, as her rival looked down on her. "D-don't...don't be so crude in public!"

"You're the one soaking through your panties in front of a crowd," Suzubemachi exposed her, drawing a small gasp from the onlookers, and from Tidal Gal, a terrified, bashful squeak. "Sounds to me like you've just been waiting for someone to unleash your real potential...I'd be more than happy to help you."

The small spikes on her gloves contained a far stronger concentration of pheromones, and in her current state, paralyzed with lust, Tidal Gal couldn't hope to dodge them. She winced with a mild, digging pain as one spike pressed into the side of her neck, but behind it, there was a rush of euphoria, and for a few seconds, Tidal Gal almost forgot that she was supposed to be in the middle of a fight.

"You'll find this whole process a lot more enjoyable if you just give in to those urges," Suzubemachi offered a piece of advice to the trapped super-heroine. The villain could see Tidal Gal's right hand shaking feverishly as she tried to hold on, clinging to whatever sense of modesty she could still have left, but it was a losing battle from the start, and as if those words were the permission she needed, Tidal Gal immediately stuffed her fingers between her quaking thighs and honed right in on her dripping, pouting cunt.

Fingertips spread her sex wide open as she fell forward on her breasts, and those standing behind her were privy to a once-in-a-lifetime show as her labia spread around her fingertips. Two fingers immediately dipped right in and examined the vaginal cavity, spreading it a little bit wider and rapidly fingering the same as Suzubemachi watched on gleefully, unable to keep one of her gloved fingertips from slipping between her own legs so that it could cozy up to her clit.

Tidal Gal's shame was just as defeated as she was, and her face, once struggling and riddled with grit, was completely twisted up with earthly delights. She was almost drooling in her moment of passion, and her mind, completely poisoned, could only think of the eventual climax as her fingers swirled over the entrance of her womanhood, rubbing every little bit of sensitive, slippery flesh that they could.

"T-that's it," Suzubemachi tripped quietly over her own words as she enjoyed the show. "Just keep going, Tidal Gal...keep rubbing that needy little cunt!"

The crowd was awash with a mixture of fear and arousal. It seemed that Suzubemachi was occupied enough with breaking the heroine that she didn't care to destroy the city anymore, but people wondered silently if they should interfere with the moment.

When Tidal Gal began to swell, no one dared to step forward and interfere.

Breasts that were modest, but fitting to her form were beginning to grow, and Tidal Gal could feel them expanding against the tight grip of her tank top. Her nipples were already poking through the thin fabric, and her arm was the only thing keeping them contained as she cupped her growing organs and held onto them.

Her rump and hips were quick to follow suit, as she could feel the binds of her belt giving way. A quick, quiet snap rang out as the belt fell from her body, and finally, Tidal Gal's eyes rolled back as she hovered right on the edge of orgasm, uncaring and perhaps unknowing of the changes in her body.

"L-let...let me cum..." she pleaded to Suzubemachi, her voice weak with the labor of her passion. "I n-need it...ohgodyes... I f-fucking need it!"

Rolling her eyes behind her glasses, Suzubemachi shook her head and stepped a little closer to Tidal Gal, until the defeated heroine was forced to gaze right into the exposed sex of her opponent. "Not yet, my dear...you haven't nearly earned that. You've got some work to do, first..."

A gloved hand curled into the short, dark locks of Tidal Gal's hair and yanked her head forward, forcing her lips to meet with the pouted, swollen folds of her rival. Intoxicated by the pheromones and controlled by her need for a release, her tongue slipped forth and began to mindlessly explore as her fingertips continued spreading herself open; her arm was like a machine, and her wrist never grew tired as natural arousal spilled like a stream from her cunt and soaked her entire palm.

The crowds didn't dare to interfere, as they watched the protector of their city fall to ruin, loving the moment just as much as she was...