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Welcome to the first installment of the Super Series! This will be a series of stories involving superheroes who are "caught short" while in the midst of saving the world. Nothing's hotter than a curvaceous, spandex clad heroine with a solid lump in the rear of her uni! 
All the heroes will be ones I've created who are analogues (i.e. generic knock-offs) of popular super-heroes.
First up is Thunder Woman. She is based on the DC Comics' character Mary Marvel, a teen girl who speaks a magic word (SHAZAM) and transforms into an adult heroine along with her brother Captain Marvel and their friend Captain Marvel JR. The three of them are known as The Marvel Family. You can read more about her here: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mary_Marvel There are links to the other Marvel Family characters in that article. Mary Marvel, Captain Marvel, Captain Marvel Jr, and the Marvel Family are copyright 2012 DC Comics, Inc. and I make no claims of ownership, nor do they appear in this story.
Thunder Woman, Thunder Man, Kid Thunder, and all other characters are copyright 2012 Narada Jagganath Enterprises. This story contains: lesbianism, bondage, S&M, panty pooping, panty pissing, and scat. All characters involved in sexual activity are of legal, consensual age.
P.S. If this story seems familiar, I first posted it on the old board in 2010.
Super Series 1: Thunder Woman Bound
By
Sri Narada Jagganath, Esq.
Synopsis: After years of meditation, a Hindi holy man discovered a magic word that could give an average human the power of a god--THUNSTOFAM!(an abbreviation for THe UNited STates OF AMerica). He gave the word to two teens, Jamar Jameson and Katie Carstairs, who became the heroes Thunder Man and Thunder Woman! The two heroes then shared their powers with Katie's kid brother Kenny, who became Kid Thunder! Now, the three teens protect their hometown of Beckston, IL and the world from evil as THE THUNDER FAMILY!
"Hey sis, freakshow's checkin' you out again."
Katie Carstairs sighed theatrically and rolled her eyes. She was having lunch in Fawcett High's cafeteria with her brother Kenny and her boyfriend Jamar Jameson. She shot a murderous glance at the black clad bespectacled girl staring at her from the table opposite them. The girl was deathly pale and her head was covered in an unruly mass of dirty blonde curls. Her name was Gwendolyn Gothrocks, but everyone called her Little Wendy due to an incident in freshman year where she'd lost her bikini top in the swimming pool during gym and briefly exposed her miniscule bust to the entire class.
"Why don't you just take a fuckin' picture?" Katie roared. The lunchroom erupted with laughter. Little Wendy's head dropped and she began picking at her salad.
"C'mon, baby, just be cool," Jamar said as he pulled Katie back into her seat.
"Jay, that bitch ogles me like a piece of meat every fucking day!" Katie raved. "I caught her lookin' at my boobs in the shower after gym class yesterday...fucking lezzer. Oh, shit! Jay, baby, I didn't mean..."
"Guess it just slipped your mind that Trishanna, my sister AND your friend, is a lesbian, huh?"
"I'm sorry, baby. You know I say some wild shit when I get pissed off. I'll so totally make it up to you..." When she was certain that Little Wendy was looking at her again, Katie hopped into Jay's lap and ground her bum against his member. As she performed her impromptu lapdance, she glared at Little Wendy and silently mouthed "I like MEN, you fucking lesbo." The baleful, hate-filled grimace Little Wendy gave her in return made Katie shudder.
"Hey, let me get one of those next, sis!" Kenny leaned across the table and stuffed a folded twenty dollar bill down the top of Katie's blouse.
"You fucking horndog!" Katie shrieked, flinging a french fry at him.
"I want a refund!" Kenny's hand shot out and made a half-hearted attempt to retrieve his money: his true goal was to squeeze one of Katie's boobs! "Honk! Honk!Worth every penny," he grinned.
"I am so kicking your ass!" Katie lunged at her brother and was restrained once again by Jay.
"Get your own woman, dude." Jay said. "This one's taken."
"I'm perfectly willing to share," Ken chuckled whilst winking at Katie.
"You're such a fuckin' perv!" Katie groaned.
"You know you love me," Kenny sneered.
Secretly, Katie enjoyed Kenny's incestuous overtures toward her, encouraging him by lounging about the house in her bra and panties and leaving the bathroom door open so he could accidentally walk in on her while she was on the toilet or in the shower. If the truth ever came out, she felt as if she'd die of shame.
Just then, the teen trio felt a familiar tingle in the back of their heads: it was a telepathic message! Great, Katie thought. Another collect call from fantasy land.
An image of a wizened old man with a flowing beard and long hair, both white, appeared in their minds. This was their mentor, the Hindi holy man known only as Thunstofam. "My children," he intoned regally, "your city is in danger from a legion of your greatest foes. You must go into action at once!"
"Yes, sir!" the teens mentally replied. As one, they bolted from the lunchroom, Little Wendy's malevolent gaze dogging their steps.
"Who d'ya think it is?" Katie asked breathlessly.
"The usual suspects," Jay sighed.
Kenny ticked off the list: "Madame Menace, The Maggot, Dr. Cerebellum, Krazy Kat, Lilly Lilac, Mechkanika, Thundro & Thundrana...Oy! I'd rather go to Trey's AP Calculus class than take on that crew!"
Thundro and Thundrana were the black sheep of The Thunder Family--they drew their powers from the same magic words empowered Katie and the boys. Thundro went over to The Dark Side years ago, and he'd recently made Thundrana his apprentice. Katie was aching for another shot at Thundrana: the villainess had beaten the holy hell out of her the last time they'd met.
The moment the trio entered the stairwell leading to the school's roof, Katie's stomach started to rumble. She'd eaten a super greasy cheeseburger with equally oily fries and a rich chocolate shake for lunch and it was beginning to disagree with her. Gradually, she developed a tummy ache that got more severe with every step she took. She soon began firing off short bursts of flatulence(she thanked god that the boys were ahead of her and couldn't smell her) that heralded a rapidly building number two. By the time she stepped onto the rooftop, Katie felt like she had the queen mother of all bowel movements knocking at her backdoor.
"You ok, sis?" Kenny asked when he noticed Katie lagging behind them and rubbing her belly.
"I'm good," she winced. "Just a few cramps, is all."
"Oh, god, you ain't havin' your period again, are ya?"
"WHAT?!? Ewww, NO!" she shrieked and elbowed her sibling in the gut. The sudden movement briefly made her lose control of her bowels; she broke into a cold sweat as a lipstick sized turd slid into her lacy panties! She quickly clenched her ass cheeks with all her might and hoped the boys didn't--
"UGH!" Kenny grimaced. "Katie cut one!"
"D-did not!" She was really starting to panic; the poo was surging against her bum hole with such force that it was only a matter of seconds before she lost control. She knew there was no way she could make it to the toilets in time.
"Guys, quit dicking around!" Jamar snapped. "We need to get in the air!" He vaulted over the ledge and shouted "THUNSTOFAM!" In a flash of light and thunder, the lanky youth was changed into a muscle bound god in a skintight black spandex bodysuit with a gold thunderbolt on the chest. His arms were bare and there were huge golden bands around his wrists. His short, twisty braids had grown into long, ropey dreadlocks that went down his back and he had an Egyptian-style collar round his neck. Jamar, a.k.a. Thunder Man, hovered in the air and waited for his partners to transform.
"Geronimo!" Kenny shouted and leapt off the building. He had to shout "THUNDER MAN!" to activate his Kid Thunder powers. Kenny's transformation wasn't as profound as Jay's: he remained a pretty boy with spikey blonde hair, although he got a bit taller. He wore a midnight blue bodysuit with a yellow thunderbolt on the chest; he also wore yellow gloves, trunks, boots, and cape. He started flying about, doing lood-de-loops in the air. "Quit draggin' your ass, Katie! Move it!" he shouted.
"Keep your fuckin' panties on, Thunder Boy!"
"Hey! I asked ya to call me Kid Thunder!"
"You ok, KC?" Thunder Man asked.
"Fine," Katie snarled. She cautiously made her way to the edge of the rooftop--each step she took deposited a walnut sized blob of poo in her knickers. "Fuckin' hell," she swore. "I bet this kinda thing never happens to Ladybug or Captain Cosmos! Wait, that's it!" She gingerly hoisted herself onto the ledge and was rewarded with a poo log the size of a Snickers bar in her undies. "FUCK!" she hissed. She quickly composed herself, gave her levitating lover a smile and a curtsey, and stepped over the edge.
"THUNSTOFAM!" She cried out in mid-air.
At once, the mystical lightning changed the petite brunette girl into a full figured, super-powered woman. As Thunder Woman, Katie wore a light blue latex leotard with a white thunderbolt over her prodigious bust(normally, she was a 36 B; in her transformed state, she was a 72DD). She also wore a cape and go-go boots, both white and made of latex. Thunder Woman squealed with delight: as she suspected, her superhuman sphincter was more than capable of containing her massive movement. She could'nt even feel the tremendous pressure in her bowels anymore! Therefore, she decided to hold in her poo until the end of the mission.
"Let's go kick some ass!" she whooped as she flew past her men at supersonic speed. When they were well behind her, she quickly unfastened the bottom of her uniform and gingerly shook the poo from her panties (which were now bright yellow and made of latex). The guys quickly caught up to her;Thunder Man grabbed her hand and Kid Thunder playfully swatted her on the bottom. "You just love touching my ass, don't you?" Thunder Woman inquired.
"It's so nice and round that I couldn't resist!" Kid Thunder replied with a devilish grin.
"Focus, people!" Thunder Man said.
It was then that Thunder Woman had a scandalous thought: she imagined fucking Thunder Man while Kid Thunder watched and beat off over her face...
"Katie, look out!" Kid Thunder shouted. She snapped out of her reverie just in time to see a huge black oval appear in front of her.
"What the FUCK?!?" She stopped in mid-air, but the intense gravitational pull of the shadowy object drew her toward it. The guys caught hold of her arms and tried to pull her away, but it was too strong for them. She bellowed in frustration as she was wrenched from their grasp and dragged into absolute darkness. It felt as if she'd jumped naked into a bathtub filled with icy water and sharp needles. The bitter coldness stabbed at her and took her breath away. After what felt like ages of floating in the pitch black void, she was blinded by the sudden reintroduction of light. She felt as though she was going to be seriously ill.
"Sorry about that."
Thunder Woman recognized the voice but she couldn't place it as she was still a bit groggy from her ordeal. The speaker was female and standing quite close to her, but Thunder Woman's eyes hadn't readjusted to the light enough to make her out. "Going through one of Osiris Black's teleportals for the first time is never pleasant," the woman continued. "Hell, it'd probably even make the Behemoth lose his lunch."
"O..Oh...Osiris...?" Thunder Woman stammered.
"Shhh...don't try to talk yet, sweetie," the woman said softly. "Osiris Black is basically a living shadow/black hole from a dimension called The Shadow Realm--you were just there. He's the teleporter for our group...what's that juvenile name the media calls us? The Meta-Mob? I prefer Future Masters of the World myself..."
Realising that she had been captured, Thunder Woman struggled to return to full consciousness. As feeling slowly returned to her limbs, she quickly realised that she was bound! Her arms were raised above her head and bound at the wrist by large, gunmetal grey manacles. The oversized restraints were connected to chains attached to a large hook hanging from the roof. Her ankles were also bound by two cylindrical restraints embedded in the floor. They were spaced far apart, forcing her legs to spread. She tried to break free, but the restraints held firm. The hell? she thought angrily. As her vision rapidly refocused, she saw that she was being held in a warehouse filled with wooden crates. Her captor was in a darkened corner of her ersatz prison chatting excitedly with a pair of blazing red eyes that floated in the shadows. That must be Osiris Black, she thought.
The woman whirled around as if she had heard what Thunder Woman was thinking. "Well, well,well," she grinned. "Look who"s back amongst the living. Thunder Woman couldn't believe her eyes when she saw the figure stepping out of the shadows--it was none other than Little Wendy!
All the heroes will be ones I've created who are analogues (i.e. generic knock-offs) of popular super-heroes. First up is Thunder Woman. She is based on the DC Comics' character Mary Marvel, a teen girl who speaks a magic word (SHAZAM) and transforms into an adult heroine along with her brother Captain Marvel and their friend Captain Marvel JR. The three of them are known as The Marvel Family. You can read more about her here: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mary_Marvel There are links to the other Marvel Family characters in that article. Mary Marvel, Captain Marvel, Captain Marvel Jr, and the Marvel Family are copyright 2012 DC Comics, Inc. and I make no claims of ownership, nor do they appear in this story.
Thunder Woman, Thunder Man, Kid Thunder, and all other characters are copyright 2012 Narada Jagganath Enterprises. This story contains: lesbianism, bondage, S&M, panty pooping, panty pissing, and scat. All characters involved in sexual activity are of legal, consensual age.
P.S. If this story seems familiar, I first posted it on the old board in 2010.
Super Series 1: Thunder Woman Bound
By
Sri Narada Jagganath, Esq.
Synopsis: After years of meditation, a Hindi holy man discovered a magic word that could give an average human the power of a god--THUNSTOFAM!(an abbreviation for THe UNited STates OF AMerica). He gave the word to two teens, Jamar Jameson and Katie Carstairs, who became the heroes Thunder Man and Thunder Woman! The two heroes then shared their powers with Katie's kid brother Kenny, who became Kid Thunder! Now, the three teens protect their hometown of Beckston, IL and the world from evil as THE THUNDER FAMILY!
"Hey sis, freakshow's checkin' you out again."
Katie Carstairs sighed theatrically and rolled her eyes. She was having lunch in Fawcett High's cafeteria with her brother Kenny and her boyfriend Jamar Jameson. She shot a murderous glance at the black clad bespectacled girl staring at her from the table opposite them. The girl was deathly pale and her head was covered in an unruly mass of dirty blonde curls. Her name was Gwendolyn Gothrocks, but everyone called her Little Wendy due to an incident in freshman year where she'd lost her bikini top in the swimming pool during gym and briefly exposed her miniscule bust to the entire class.
"Why don't you just take a fuckin' picture?" Katie roared. The lunchroom erupted with laughter. Little Wendy's head dropped and she began picking at her salad.
"C'mon, baby, just be cool," Jamar said as he pulled Katie back into her seat.
"Jay, that bitch ogles me like a piece of meat every fucking day!" Katie raved. "I caught her lookin' at my boobs in the shower after gym class yesterday...fucking lezzer. Oh, shit! Jay, baby, I didn't mean..."
"Guess it just slipped your mind that Trishanna, my sister AND your friend, is a lesbian, huh?"
"I'm sorry, baby. You know I say some wild shit when I get pissed off. I'll so totally make it up to you..." When she was certain that Little Wendy was looking at her again, Katie hopped into Jay's lap and ground her bum against his member. As she performed her impromptu lapdance, she glared at Little Wendy and silently mouthed "I like MEN, you fucking lesbo." The baleful, hate-filled grimace Little Wendy gave her in return made Katie shudder.
"Hey, let me get one of those next, sis!" Kenny leaned across the table and stuffed a folded twenty dollar bill down the top of Katie's blouse.
"You fucking horndog!" Katie shrieked, flinging a french fry at him.
"I want a refund!" Kenny's hand shot out and made a half-hearted attempt to retrieve his money: his true goal was to squeeze one of Katie's boobs! "Honk! Honk!Worth every penny," he grinned.
"I am so kicking your ass!" Katie lunged at her brother and was restrained once again by Jay.
"Get your own woman, dude." Jay said. "This one's taken."
"I'm perfectly willing to share," Ken chuckled whilst winking at Katie.
"You're such a fuckin' perv!" Katie groaned.
"You know you love me," Kenny sneered.
Secretly, Katie enjoyed Kenny's incestuous overtures toward her, encouraging him by lounging about the house in her bra and panties and leaving the bathroom door open so he could accidentally walk in on her while she was on the toilet or in the shower. If the truth ever came out, she felt as if she'd die of shame.
Just then, the teen trio felt a familiar tingle in the back of their heads: it was a telepathic message! Great, Katie thought. Another collect call from fantasy land.
An image of a wizened old man with a flowing beard and long hair, both white, appeared in their minds. This was their mentor, the Hindi holy man known only as Thunstofam. "My children," he intoned regally, "your city is in danger from a legion of your greatest foes. You must go into action at once!"
"Yes, sir!" the teens mentally replied. As one, they bolted from the lunchroom, Little Wendy's malevolent gaze dogging their steps.
"Who d'ya think it is?" Katie asked breathlessly.
"The usual suspects," Jay sighed.
Kenny ticked off the list: "Madame Menace, The Maggot, Dr. Cerebellum, Krazy Kat, Lilly Lilac, Mechkanika, Thundro & Thundrana...Oy! I'd rather go to Trey's AP Calculus class than take on that crew!"
Thundro and Thundrana were the black sheep of The Thunder Family--they drew their powers from the same magic words empowered Katie and the boys. Thundro went over to The Dark Side years ago, and he'd recently made Thundrana his apprentice. Katie was aching for another shot at Thundrana: the villainess had beaten the holy hell out of her the last time they'd met.
The moment the trio entered the stairwell leading to the school's roof, Katie's stomach started to rumble. She'd eaten a super greasy cheeseburger with equally oily fries and a rich chocolate shake for lunch and it was beginning to disagree with her. Gradually, she developed a tummy ache that got more severe with every step she took. She soon began firing off short bursts of flatulence(she thanked god that the boys were ahead of her and couldn't smell her) that heralded a rapidly building number two. By the time she stepped onto the rooftop, Katie felt like she had the queen mother of all bowel movements knocking at her backdoor.
"You ok, sis?" Kenny asked when he noticed Katie lagging behind them and rubbing her belly.
"I'm good," she winced. "Just a few cramps, is all."
"Oh, god, you ain't havin' your period again, are ya?"
"WHAT?!? Ewww, NO!" she shrieked and elbowed her sibling in the gut. The sudden movement briefly made her lose control of her bowels; she broke into a cold sweat as a lipstick sized turd slid into her lacy panties! She quickly clenched her ass cheeks with all her might and hoped the boys didn't--
"UGH!" Kenny grimaced. "Katie cut one!"
"D-did not!" She was really starting to panic; the poo was surging against her bum hole with such force that it was only a matter of seconds before she lost control. She knew there was no way she could make it to the toilets in time.
"Guys, quit dicking around!" Jamar snapped. "We need to get in the air!" He vaulted over the ledge and shouted "THUNSTOFAM!" In a flash of light and thunder, the lanky youth was changed into a muscle bound god in a skintight black spandex bodysuit with a gold thunderbolt on the chest. His arms were bare and there were huge golden bands around his wrists. His short, twisty braids had grown into long, ropey dreadlocks that went down his back and he had an Egyptian-style collar round his neck. Jamar, a.k.a. Thunder Man, hovered in the air and waited for his partners to transform.
"Geronimo!" Kenny shouted and leapt off the building. He had to shout "THUNDER MAN!" to activate his Kid Thunder powers. Kenny's transformation wasn't as profound as Jay's: he remained a pretty boy with spikey blonde hair, although he got a bit taller. He wore a midnight blue bodysuit with a yellow thunderbolt on the chest; he also wore yellow gloves, trunks, boots, and cape. He started flying about, doing lood-de-loops in the air. "Quit draggin' your ass, Katie! Move it!" he shouted.
"Keep your fuckin' panties on, Thunder Boy!"
"Hey! I asked ya to call me Kid Thunder!"
"You ok, KC?" Thunder Man asked.
"Fine," Katie snarled. She cautiously made her way to the edge of the rooftop--each step she took deposited a walnut sized blob of poo in her knickers. "Fuckin' hell," she swore. "I bet this kinda thing never happens to Ladybug or Captain Cosmos! Wait, that's it!" She gingerly hoisted herself onto the ledge and was rewarded with a poo log the size of a Snickers bar in her undies. "FUCK!" she hissed. She quickly composed herself, gave her levitating lover a smile and a curtsey, and stepped over the edge.
"THUNSTOFAM!" She cried out in mid-air.
At once, the mystical lightning changed the petite brunette girl into a full figured, super-powered woman. As Thunder Woman, Katie wore a light blue latex leotard with a white thunderbolt over her prodigious bust(normally, she was a 36 B; in her transformed state, she was a 72DD). She also wore a cape and go-go boots, both white and made of latex. Thunder Woman squealed with delight: as she suspected, her superhuman sphincter was more than capable of containing her massive movement. She could'nt even feel the tremendous pressure in her bowels anymore! Therefore, she decided to hold in her poo until the end of the mission.
"Let's go kick some ass!" she whooped as she flew past her men at supersonic speed. When they were well behind her, she quickly unfastened the bottom of her uniform and gingerly shook the poo from her panties (which were now bright yellow and made of latex). The guys quickly caught up to her;Thunder Man grabbed her hand and Kid Thunder playfully swatted her on the bottom. "You just love touching my ass, don't you?" Thunder Woman inquired.
"It's so nice and round that I couldn't resist!" Kid Thunder replied with a devilish grin.
"Focus, people!" Thunder Man said.
It was then that Thunder Woman had a scandalous thought: she imagined fucking Thunder Man while Kid Thunder watched and beat off over her face...
"Katie, look out!" Kid Thunder shouted. She snapped out of her reverie just in time to see a huge black oval appear in front of her.
"What the FUCK?!?" She stopped in mid-air, but the intense gravitational pull of the shadowy object drew her toward it. The guys caught hold of her arms and tried to pull her away, but it was too strong for them. She bellowed in frustration as she was wrenched from their grasp and dragged into absolute darkness. It felt as if she'd jumped naked into a bathtub filled with icy water and sharp needles. The bitter coldness stabbed at her and took her breath away. After what felt like ages of floating in the pitch black void, she was blinded by the sudden reintroduction of light. She felt as though she was going to be seriously ill.
"Sorry about that."
Thunder Woman recognized the voice but she couldn't place it as she was still a bit groggy from her ordeal. The speaker was female and standing quite close to her, but Thunder Woman's eyes hadn't readjusted to the light enough to make her out. "Going through one of Osiris Black's teleportals for the first time is never pleasant," the woman continued. "Hell, it'd probably even make the Behemoth lose his lunch."
"O..Oh...Osiris...?" Thunder Woman stammered.
"Shhh...don't try to talk yet, sweetie," the woman said softly. "Osiris Black is basically a living shadow/black hole from a dimension called The Shadow Realm--you were just there. He's the teleporter for our group...what's that juvenile name the media calls us? The Meta-Mob? I prefer Future Masters of the World myself..."
Realising that she had been captured, Thunder Woman struggled to return to full consciousness. As feeling slowly returned to her limbs, she quickly realised that she was bound! Her arms were raised above her head and bound at the wrist by large, gunmetal grey manacles. The oversized restraints were connected to chains attached to a large hook hanging from the roof. Her ankles were also bound by two cylindrical restraints embedded in the floor. They were spaced far apart, forcing her legs to spread. She tried to break free, but the restraints held firm. The hell? she thought angrily. As her vision rapidly refocused, she saw that she was being held in a warehouse filled with wooden crates. Her captor was in a darkened corner of her ersatz prison chatting excitedly with a pair of blazing red eyes that floated in the shadows. That must be Osiris Black, she thought.
The woman whirled around as if she had heard what Thunder Woman was thinking. "Well, well,well," she grinned. "Look who"s back amongst the living. Thunder Woman couldn't believe her eyes when she saw the figure stepping out of the shadows--it was none other than Little Wendy!
Captain Marvel and his lot do use the word Shazam to activate their powers--the heroes in my story use a different magic word.
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