Entering her bedroom, Marty began implementing the second phase of her unrelenting seduction of the handsome Arun.
She knew that he was enamored of the sexy superheroines he watched in the blockbuster movies. They had just come back from a showing of Guardians of the Universe where he talked nonstop about his love for the heroines Jamora and Febula. So her next step was to literally become one of the superheroines that he could adore and worship.
The voluptuous biologist, naked except for her white lacy panties, reached into her closet and pulled out an old spandex superheroine costume for an original character that she had designed many years ago for a Comicon in North Carolina. The name of her character was Arogya the Healer, a unique Indian character powered by the Vedic god Dhanvantari, for which she had intended to create a comic book, but had just never gotten around to it since her college days.
Emblazoned with the Hindi long "a" for Arogya, the main costume was a shiny black catsuit with some gold trimmings and a cute little golden cape. The rest of the costume consisted of a black Batgirl-style mask, a pair of golden gloves, and a pair of glittery golden boots with high heels.
Back in her cosplay days, the problem with this particular costume was that it just didn't fit snugly enough on her tiny, mousy 5-foot-4 body. There were far too many wrinkles and extra folds of fabric sticking out where they didn't belong. But she wore it anyway at the old Comicons to showcase her original character, even though it fit more like a tent than a workable cosplay.
But now, Marty no longer had that problem. When she stepped into the catsuit, it was intensely constrictive, clinging sensuously to every inch of her curvaceous body. She slipped her muscular arms into the tight sleeves and her powerful thighs into the stretchy leggings, and felt empowered and stimulated by her smooth skin's contact with the soft shiny fabric.
Not only that, but the front of the costume hugged the mounds of her large breasts very tightly, allowing her nipples to peek through the fabric. The outfit's crotch covered her pussy like a second skin, allowing her beautiful cameltoe to rise to the occasion. For Marty, spandex was no longer just an erstwhile pursuit, and it was about to become a way of life that she could constantly enjoy in her newly brawny and nubile body.
Marty reached behind her head and found the zipper for the costume. She pulled the handle up slowly, reveling in the sensuous sound of the zipper traveling up her muscular brown back, as it sealed her inside the spandex outfit, encasing her tightly in the soft second skin.
Slipping on the gold gloves and glittery boots to complete the ensemble, she then turned her attention to the black mask. It was this item which could allow her, if she so chose, to become a real superheroine, and conceal her identity when fighting criminals in her costume. She now had incredible strength thanks to her formula, and possibly other powers that she could develop. But wearing the mask made her feel even more powerful, imbuing her motivations with a sense of anonymity...the hope of Everywoman.
With everything in place, the sexy microbiologist checked herself out in a mirror. She looked fantastic and hot! So much so, that Marty began running her gloved hands sensuously over her costume to become aroused by its silky feel and skintight texture. She moaned with passion, reveling in the new experience of being a superheroine in spandex.
"Oooohhhh! I could so easily masturbate myself to orgasm in this incredibly tight superheroine outfit," she admitted to herself. "But I've also got a handsome man right outside my bedroom door, who could be doing that for me. I certainly don't want to dilute the impact."
Back in Marty's living room, the steel-jawed postdoc Arun Kundalini could clearly hear his colleague moan and cry from behind her bedroom door, He could tell from his experience with women that those were cries of pleasure. He wondered if she was thinking of him, but was too shy to approach him directly to have sex, since they were on a first date. He was quite wrong.
Only a few seconds later, Arun witnessed the former Dr. Maitreyi Gupta emerge into the light, not as an acclaimed microbiology researcher, but as a gorgeous superheroine in a tight and shiny costume. She struck a power pose for her work crush and looked absolutely amazing. He was entirely flabbergasted at her attempt to impress him.
"I know you like superheroes, Arun," she addressed him seductively. "So I became one for you. What do you think of me in this costume?"
"Marty!" he exclaimed. "I can't believe you did that. I like it very much. You look so sexy in that uniform. But who is it? I don't recognize the character at all."
"Ah, that's because it's original," explained Marty. "It's my creation. She's the most powerful woman in India, saving lives and defending the innocent. But now, she's not just a cosplay anymore, not just a character in my unpublished comic. She is now my second persona...my alter ego. I have truly become...AROGYA THE HEALER!"
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"Oh, that's a good name," Arun commented. "It's very appropriate for our professions."
"Yes, I thought so. Tell me, Arun, do you desire Arogya?" the heroine asked seductively. "Do you want to have sex with a mighty superheroine?"
"What? You mean....Yes, please," Arun quickly nodded. "But I'd rather start off with an aperitif. Your lips, they look so inviting. Marty, may I kiss you?"
"Of course, Arun," she smiled. "But you may not call me Marty Gupta any longer. While I possess this powerful and sexy body, and while I am wearing this mask and this costume, I am Arogya the Healer always. Understood?"
"Definitely," Arun assented. He would go along with her cosplay fantasy, which coincided with his love for superheroes. And why not? She had literally altered her physical structure with astounding success, so it was the least he could do to honor her efforts.
Arun stood up from the couch, and swept her into his powerful arms. She sniffed his musky masculine odor as she pressed her tight costume and cushiony cleavage against his muscular chest. But with her newly acquired superhuman strength, she was even stronger than him, and Arun could feel the crushing pressure of her steely arms against his back. She would have to be careful not to injure him as she enjoyed the warmth of his embrace.
Arun gently brushed back Arogya's long black hair from her gorgeous face, taking in her feminine fragrance. He leaned in for a kiss from her juicy red lips. As their mouths met, fireworks went off in both of their nervous systems, signifying true love was in the air. More than just an evening of lust, the two felt an instant, deep connection.
Or was it actually the hormones released by Arogya's adrenal glands, following the incredible changes induced by her serum injection? Either way, she had Arun thoroughly addicted to the touch and smell of her perfect body, just as she had hoped.
Batting her eyelashes seductively and beckoning with her index finger, Arogya the Healer lured the handsome doctor down the hallway and into the bedroom of her alter ego, Marty Gupta. The room smelled pleasantly enticing, with a lavender scent wafting through the air from a small candle that the girl had set alight earlier.
"Mind if I throw you on the bed, Arun, my love?" Arogya didn't wait for an answer. She grabbed the man's lapels and tore his shirt open with her strength, exposing his hairy light-brown chest and scattering his buttons on the floor. She tossed him face up onto the bed, as he looked up at her with wonderment and expectation. What could this superheroine do to him?
"It's so interesting, isn't it, Arun?" she observed, as she towered over him in her tight costume. "Only a little while ago, you were twice my size, and I was a mere weakling. But now, I am the dominant partner in this relationship. Is that OK with you, Arun? Is it?"
Looking up at her beautiful face and her plump breasts peeking out on either side of her Arogya logo, he nodded silently, giving consent to whatever would be happening next. He was so turned on by the sight of Arogya standing over him in a classic superheroine power pose that his cock felt like it was about to explode out of his pants.
"Ah, I can see that it's fine for you, Arun," smiled Arogya, tossing back her beautiful long black hair, which now had brown streaks at the tips, a perfect extra fashionable touch for a superheroine. "It looks like your one-eyed tiger is about ready to roar. Let's release him!"
She reached down with her shiny golden glove and unzipped the crotch of his pants, pulling out Arun's stiff and erect member. It was unusually large, a bit more than 10 inches, she noticed, very happy with her discovery. Marty had sex before, so she wasn't technically a virgin, but she'd never seen a man's penis up close, because her previous intercourse had been curt and uneventful - each man had just fucked her from behind, blew his load without giving her a chance to experience any pleasure, and that was it.
Arogya decided to play a little bit with her new prize. She stroked the shaft of Arun's penis up and down with her soft gloves, watching the pure ecstasy emerge on Arun's face as he responded to her expert movements. "Oh, you like that, Arun? Does it excite you that I could crush it with my strength, and yet I'm treating you with such gentle care."
Her partner nodded. "Oh, it does...Arogya. I love it when you do that!"
"You'll love it even more when I do this," replied the sexy heroine. She grasped the tip of his cock and pulled it close to the tight crotch of her costume, where the shape of her pussy lips was clearly visible through the fabric. "You're going to fuck a superheroine on her own terms. She never takes off her costume while in her superhuman form, and she doesn't need to. Sex through the spandex barrier is so hot!"
Arun couldn't disagree with her sound premise. As soon as his penis touched her prominent cameltoe under the costume, he felt the most intense sensation of pleasure, as if her perfect body had mastered the craft of tantric heights. Who knows, maybe that was another one of Arogya's superpowers?
The superheroine bounced rhythmically on top of Arun on her soft bed, rubbing her pussy and her clit against Arun's strong, rigid shaft. Up and down, up and down she went, tossing back her beautiful hair and pursing her shiny red lips. Her toned abs and bulging biceps pulsed with power as she exerted herself inside the second skin of her costume. The sight was incredible for him to behold, a long-harbored secret fantasy coming true at last.
The sounds weren't any less marvelous, either, as the Indian girl was very expressive, moaning up a storm. "Aaaaahhhh! That feels so, so good! How does it feel to please a mighty superheroine, Arun? Keep it going right there....Yes, that's perfect, Arun. Fuck me, Arun! Fuck me!"
He was doing exactly that. The handsome postdoc could feel the fluid rising from his testicles, as he was moments away from release. He looked up at Arogya, and saw from the ecstatic expression on her face, her beautiful eyes wide like saucers and her cheeks blushing bright red, that she was also in the throes of passion. Might it be that she had never experienced orgasm with a man before?
But she was about to, right now, and Arun was proud to be her first. The heroine looked absolutely radiant in her mysterious mask as she reached climax. The orgasmic sensation spread across her body like wildfire, setting her nervous system aflame with extreme levels of oxytocin. She was apparently superhuman in this respect, too, as she achieved a senses-shattering peak of pure pleasure which no other woman on Earth could achieve. Not a bad superpower to have!
"Aaaahhhh!" screamed the lovely Indian goddess with an almost deafening roar that Arun had never before heard in his life. The bed shook with the impact of her powerful pelvic muscles, and he could hear the wooden frame creaking under the strain of her forceful onslaught. The experience was exhilarating for him to watch, if a little bit dangerous.
And then he came, spurting a veritable fountain of semen, the volume of which he didn't even realize he was capable. Some of the sticky white ejaculate adhered to the tight crotch of Arogya's costume, but most of it dribbled down to land on the soft bedspread between them.
The beautiful heroine licked her bright red lips, obviously hungry to sample a delicacy she had never ingested before now. She wiped the small bit of semen off her spandex-covered pussy with her soft golden glove, putting the glob in her mouth. '
"Mmmmm...yum!" she exclaimed. "Arun, my god, your cum tastes so good! I never thought it could be like this. I need more - I've got to have all of it!"
And quickly, before Arun could say anything, Arogya pushed his massive body back a foot or so, to get him out of the way. Then she bent down to the bed and stuck out her long red tongue, lapping up the small puddle of his semen from the bedspread before it could be absorbed into the sheets or dry up. She enjoyed every drop of the substance, and then licked her lips with pure satisfaction.
"Not sure why my body is so voracious for semen," wondered the heroine to herself. "Maybe it could be the superhuman level of hormones, craving a balance. Well, anyway, I'm not complaining. It's just another thing that I love so much about this handsome hunk of a man!"
She smiled broadly at Arun, who was getting up off the bed and zipping up his pants. He looked like had somewhere to go in a hurry, and seemed embarrassed about it.
"Where are you going, Arun?" she queried. "Didn't you like what we had going here? We both fulfilled some of our deepest fantasies, right?"
Arun nodded sheepishly. "Sure, Marty....I mean, Arogya," he admitted. "But to be honest, I thought I was dropping you off at your place after the movie. I didn't predict at all that we would be fucking in your bedroom. We've been here over an hour, and I have another appointment at 10 pm."
"What do you mean by an 'appointment'?" she asked. "It's Friday night. Nobody is conducting business right now."
"That's not what I mean. I have a....uh, how should I put it...a date. With Jennie Chiang, from my lab. We were going to grab a late night bite at the Chinese place in Bloomfield."
"What? A date!" Arogya exploded, the red blush in her cheeks turning from desire to anger. "I thought we were going to spend the night together!"
She advanced on Arun, grabbing him by his throat and lifting him several inches off the ground. He was terrified of her power, and yet quite turned on at the same time. His erection returned, and she grabbed his crotch with her glove, confirming his excitement at her unexpected aggression.
"Well, like I said, I think you thought this was initially more than it was!" pleaded Arun, struggling in her chokehold. "I mean, I love you, and I'm certainly not sorry we did any of this, but please, Arogya, don't hurt me!"
"Yes, yes...I heard what you said," sniped the beautiful heroine, releasing him from her grip and lowering him gently to the floor. "And I'm sorry I overreacted - it was the hormones talking. Although I did notice you enjoyed it quite a bit. We should engage in some rough play next time."
"I realize that we're not going steady or anything," continued Arogya. "You're free to date whomever you want, of course. But I'm just surprised you set up two dates in one night. It's disrespectful. You dismissed me as some kind of pathetic nerd to take pity on. You were going to treat me like a little sister!"
"I'm....I'm sorry..." Arun stuttered, afraid that her rage would begin anew, and that she would severely injure him with her superhuman strength.
"No, it's fine," the lovely biologist waved her glove dismissively. "I have to apologize, too. This new superhuman form is giving me a certain level of arrogance, along with my abilities. I need to rein it in, to contain my aggression in its proper place. And anyway, I can tell you're addicted to me, to my body and what it gives you, that no other woman can offer. So, go have fun with this Jennie Chiang. You'll be back for more soon, right?"
"Most definitely," nodded Arun vigorously, a bit afraid to upset her. "I appreciate your understanding. And I'll see you in Microbiology, right? Catch you later, then!"
He opened her bedroom door, waved goodbye to her, and walked down the hallway to her front door. She didn't follow him, but she heard the door close and lock.
"Oh...you will see me, Arun," she assured herself. "You most certainly will!"
Marty began to daydream about the wonderful romance she would have in the future with Arun, when she suddenly felt dizzy and nauseous. She tried to regain her footing, but was quickly losing her sense of balance. She opened the bedroom door and stumbled into the hallway, but by the time she reached the living room, she was feeling extremely faint and light-headed.
"Ooooohhhh!" the Indian girl groaned in a final effort to stay awake. She fell down to the ground, banging her head on the edge of her coffee table, and lost consciousness immediately from the impact.
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The mighty superheroine Arogya was knocked out, sprawled out on the floor of her own apartment in her tight spandex costume, with her beautiful hair strewn about.
If only Arun had been there to take a photo!
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