J-Girl

[therhitz]

Hi everyone This is my first story submitted here, so i hope you enjoy.

Chapter 1



The alarm slowly woke him from the serenity that was sleep. With squinted eyes Q looked at the clock, feeling as much
hatred as one can for an inanimate object. Sighing he pressed the snooze button. It was not easy dating a superheroine.
She always seeemed to get up earlier than her alarm was set to go on patrol.
Lazily Q got out of bed slipped his foot on a pair of discarded spandex bottoms and fell face first into her top. It was
not easy dating a superheroine. She could defend the city, but could not do laundry. Oh well, midnight snack of oreos could
make everything alright.
Q made his way to the kitchen admireing the various memrobilia that decoraded the hideout. In one case sat the first coil
of ropes that had ever tied up his lushes heroine (they still worked on occasion). Mounted on the wall sat the remote control to
the rocket that had blasted her into space( it had been hell hacking the system and landing her safely Q was no hacker
He soon came to his favorite one, an old wooden chair. She had been tied tightly to it with enough fireworks for
several fourth of julys, saveing her had got him his first date.
Once in the kichen Q(wich was not his real name, when you date in the hero community you use aliases, that way the
villians never can find you to use against your super girlfriend) went to the pantry and got out his oreos. Munching on one,
he walked to the frig, opened the door, and stared in horror. His beloved fightress of evil had done the most despicable of all
evil deeds, she had finished the milk off. It was not easy dating a superheroine.
Q was steemed, this was why he preferred haveing her come to his place. It was stocked. He could not be to hard on her
though, when you fight evil, minor things milk and laundry were not that important. Going back to the bedroom he picked up his
wrist communicater. She had said to use it if ever he was in trouble, That had been funny considering he had already saved her
from several death traps by the time he recieved it. He would just call her and have her pick him up some drive-thru on the way home from patrol.

J-girl reclined lazily on the ledge of the building enjoying the night air, wich felt good on her bare skin. An their was
plenty to feel it. when you lived in a warm climate it did not make sense to go clad head to toe like bat-girl(though her suit
was nice). J-girl strove for simplicity. Her outfit was composed of a jade green rubberised top that kept her perky breast in
check. A matching pair of jade rubber hotpants kept her covered while allowing for max movement and breathing for her shapely
legs. A black belt with a yellow J completed the set, while on her feet she wore ankle high mini-boots. J-girl hated thigh high
they constanly chaffed gave a villian a better grip if he blocked her kick and what was the point of showing your leg if half of
it was covered. She also liked the little gloves on her hand, they were more for personal prefrence. J-girl had to admit, her
boyfriend had known what he was doing when he had designed it. It was functional, comfortable, and even the color meshed well
with her asian skin tone.
J-girl sat up and brushed her self off. It was time to go to work. She had been trailing a gang of fabric thieves for
the last week. and had located there hideout at the local A&F store. The job was to easy she would just go in confirm they were
their, call the cops and be on her way.

end of chapter 1






Chapter 2

The moon shed little light through the shopping mall as J-girl made hear way in via rope through the sky light. slowly
she settled on the ground, her boots made a light thud as heel met floor. The heroine waited a moment as her eyes got adjusted to
the dark.
If her information was correct, the thieves were held up in the clothing section of the mall. Why a villian would
hide in such a public place was brilliance or shear stupidity. Oh well, why look a gift horse in the mouth. still something
told her that this was to easy.
J-Girl looked around for a wall map. Locating one, she examined it trying to determine the fastest way to the A&F store.
"Lets see," she thought.
"If I make my way through the food court I'll be able to grab a snack to munch on while I watch the cops bust up their
little party."
Smirking at the thought, The heroine began her trip to the crime scene. Her mind riddeled with two thoughts. Why were
the fabric theives stealing from places like Wal-mart just to bring the merchandise to another store, what was the motive?
The other thought though less pressing was wether she wanted a coke or pepsi from the drink machine.

MEANWHILE ACROSS TOWN ANOTHER DENEZIN OF THE NIGHTLIFE CONDUCTS HIS OWN SEARCH.

"Yes sir may I take your order?" The voice said through the loud speaker.
"I would like one large Cold Milk with your dark chocolate cake," replied Q
"That will be three dollars even," said the box.
Q could just taste the snack as he drove up to the window. It was bad enough that his girlfriend had not answered
her phone when he had called, but he had to endure oreo crumbs in his teeth during the entire drive to the coffee house. At least
now he would have his milk, plus cake. Pulling up to the window he gave the cashier her money and she handed him his cake first
then went to the back to get his drink. Not being one to wait Q began to eat his food. The cashier returned to the window, Q
turned around mouth half full of chocolate and streched out his hand for his drink.
"Sir I have to tell you, we ain't got no more milk," she said pitylessly.

AND NOW BACK TO THE IMPORTANT PART

"Come on you stupid machine," J-girl cursed as she fed her dollar with little sucsess.
It was not like she could carry her purse with her on investigations, the only place she could keep dollar bills in her
outfit was her bra and they got crumpled. finaly the machine gave in and she got her coke. Now on to more
pressing matters.
If her calculations were correct the A&F store would be right around the corner. Once near enough she could see the sign
J-girl crounched behind a bench and looked inside. The bars at the entrance would be easy enough to slip through, they were just
for show, once inside she would just creep to the back find out who was behind all this and call the boys in blue.Taking a sip
of her coke J-girl got up from behind the bench and made her way into the store.
Once inside she could hear voices coming from the back. Quitly she crept to the door and peared inside. The stockroom
was filled with opended boxes of jeans, skirts,shorts shirts and hoodys. There were at least five henchmen crawling all over the
place. Their uniforms were comprised of nothing but cheap sweats, with "hello my name is.." stuck for name babges.
They seemed to be working in teams. Three were taking all the denim and giving it a once over with scissors and razors,
creating that distinct well worn look that A&F was known for. the other two were then taking and putting labels on each
article of clothing. They seemed to have a good rytheme going. But were was the boss?
As if on cue the door on the other end of the stockroom opened and in he walked. The man was dressed in a cheap pair of
grey pants that did not go with his orange sweater or the worn pair of blue bed slippers that covered his feet.
J-girl growned, not him.
"Hello, my loyal henchmen," he said.
"How goes the operation?"
"Good boss, will have this load done in no time,"
The villian laughed. "Then my plan has gone wonderfully, customers are so stupid when it comes to cloths. They come to
a store like A&F and pay up to $100 for a ripped pair of paints because they look "vintage" Little do they know that the cloths
they are buying are nothing more than $10 bargain ben items that we have been swiping from wal-mart this entire time,"
J-girl shook her head. she should have known that this was the work of the cheap prince of crime, The Miser. He was
determined to cause mayhem on a shoestring budget.
"Hey miser," said doug,one of the henchmen. "Me and the boys need to ask you something."
"Please don't tell me its about gas money again," the villian replied. "The van gets 8 3/4 miles to the gallon, our last
heist was only 3 1/2 miles from the hideout, so as long as you did not run the A/C you should of had enough fuel to get you back,"
"No sir thats not it, we were just wondering since our front is making money, if you could give us a raise?"
The men all nodded in agreement, The Miser was not hard to work for since he did not want to spend money on a large scale
operation, but he hardly made it worth their while.
"Tell you what," he said after giving the matter some thought.
"Once you finish tonite I'll treat you all to one burger a piece off the dollar menu."
They all shrugged. It was a start to say the least. Suddenly they all looked in one direction.
J-girl groaned. she had forgotten to put her cell on silence. As the men made their way to the door she glanced at the
incoming text.
"Don't forget to bring home a cartoon of milk" it said.


THINGS ARE LOOKING BLEAK FOR EVERYONE. WILL J-GIRL DEFEAT THE MISER. WILL HE EVER PAY HIS HENCHMEN. AND WILL Q EVER GET HIS
MILK



WHEN WE LAST LEFT OUR HEROIN (WHICH WAS A WHILE AGO, BUT YOUR NARRATOR HAS BEEN LAZY AND HIS COMPUTER GOT INFECTED FROM TRYING TO DOWNLOAD CONTENT FROM A FREE HENTAI SITE AND HE LEARNED A VAULBE LESSON ABOUT BEING A CHEAPASS AND TRYING TO SEE FOR FREE SOME ONES HARD WORK WITH OUT PERMISSION AND HE PROMISES TO POST REGULARLY FROM NOW ON BECAUSE NO LIKES IT WHEN YOU SAY YOUR GOING TO DO A JOB AND TAKE FOREVER DOING IT)
J-GIRL HAD BEEN BETRAYED BY HER OWN NEGLIGENCE OF FORGETTING TO PUT HER PHONE ON VIBRATE, NOW THINGS LOOK BLEAK AS THE HENCHMEN CLOSE IN.


If you were to be traveling along the sidewalk that night. You may notice a pleasant evening had settled on the city. The resturants were full of patrons readying themselves for a pleasant dinner. The bowling ally was gearing up for a league tournament. Students were "studying" at the community college. Indeed it would seem that every citizen was in a good mood.
The Miser's henchmen would have had a well prepared rebuttal to that statement. For as everyone else was having a good time, they were getting the devil,crap and snot beat out of them by one lone heroine.
"Hee," sighed Miser as he casually stepped to his left to avoid a projectile henchmen that J-Girl sent flying in his direction.
It might have been a good idea to pay for those karate lessons they had wanted. But $10 for a group for three whole lessons was highway robbery.
"Hey Boss," said his lead thug Doug.
"Do we have a plan here, I mean she is mopping the floor with our guys,"
"Oh, well thats good. Now we don't have to pay for a janator." Miser said seriouly. He did care for his minions and seeing them handled this way was up-setting. Miser starded thinking of a plan.
"Do we have any knockout gas? These heroines seem to have a weakness for it." he asked Doug.
"You said it would not fit in the budget,"
"Do we have any hostages to manipulate her heroic sense of duty with?"
"You said any extra bodies would put undo wear and tear on the get-away van,"
"Do we have any guns to just shoot here with?"
"You said you did not want any guns because we would could not afford to by shovels to bury any bodies,"
The Miser cursed under his breath. It would seem he would be done in by his own genius of financial management. He also had not counted on J-Girl being so damn aggresive when it came to defending herself
Meanwhile across the room the heroine was haveing a great time. Beating up on the henchmen was a good cardio work out. What she thought was so great about being in the hero business was that it gave you great exercise, which helped sense the job usually called for tight cloths. So concentrated was she on the Miser's goons that she neglected to see the piece of fabric two inches from her boot. It caused her to slip and fall face first on the floor. Knowing when the universe decides to give you a break, the henchmen took the oppertunity to dogpile on her.
Using what little teamwork they knew, the men managed to subdue her. They then forced J-Girl on her knees holding her arms tightly behind her back. Seeing his cue, The miser walkd triumphantly towards her.
"So we meet again J-Girl," he said gloating.
"So it would seem," she replied.
"You may have outwitted me before when you foiled my plans to steal the Glass Diamond of Bosnia, but this time you were no
match for my well trained hired muscle."
The Miser then reached for her belt taking a moment to look at her sweat drenched breast that were gently bouncing up and down with each breath, her boyfriend was a lucky man. He snatched her cellphone from its holster and laughed.
"I have to thank this little device to," he said
"If it were not for this going off, we might not have caught you,"
Taking a moment the villian looked at the screen of the phone. He chuckled as he read the text message.
"I feel a sorry for your boyfried. Not only will his girl not be coming home tonight, but he won;t have any milk too wash away the sorrow either. Hope he doesn't eat any oreos Mmmwa hahahahahah..."

IS THE END OF J-GIRL? WHAT DOES THE MISER HAVE PLANNED(LIKE YOU HAVEN'T ALREADY GUESSED IT)?

[Caniac89]

Very good start, I like your writing style and am eagerly awaiting the next post.

[Kamenrider]

is this some sort of james bond parody?

[therhitz]

I did not consider it one, I named the boyfriend Q because I could not think of a name. So since it was a question of what to call him I named him Q. I was aware that people might think of the James bond character, but had posted the story already. That being said I hope people have enjoyed reading it and after I am through with my next story I will resolve this cliffhanger.








































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[jade_lark]

"J-girl hated thigh high they constanly chaffed gave a villian a better grip if he blocked her kick and what was the point of showing your leg if half of it was covered."

I entirely agree. However, I'd love to know when her fate (and that of her succulent gams) will be revealed.

[Centurion]

You and me both, Jade. What's the deal? It's been over a month! Have you forgotten?

[therhitz]

Sorry guys, my mother was getting remarried and i got caught up in the wedding plans. Wedding is over and I will have the conclusion up this Friday. I am actually happy that people want to read the conclusion

[The Clutching Hand]

WHEN WE LAST LEFT J-GIRL SHE HAD BEEN OVERPOWERED BY THE HENCHMEN OF THE PENNY-PINCHING PRINCE OF CRIME THE MISER, WHAT DASTERDLY PLANS DOES HE HAVE INSTORE FOR HER.

J- Girl shivered as she was lowered into the water. The rush oc cold throughout her bodymade her nipples perk up and stiffen out from her bra.
She tried to stand up but the tape wrapped around her feet was to strong. Her hands were likewise tied behind her back. Sitting as she was the water came up to about her
waiste, while most of her gorgeous pair of legs were like wise still unsubmerged. Two villians kept their hand firmly clasped to her shoulders to lessen her squirming.

"Behold J-Girl the death I have devised for you this time," Said the Miser

"You've tied me up and had your goons place me in the mall's wishing well. How on earth is this a death?" she asked more annoyed than worried.

"Once I explain my plan you won't be so smug missy. If you are not aware there is usually one feet of water in your average wishing well. Counting the
change that has been place in the well over time it has risen by about half a foot. sitting as you are you're roughly three feet tall and this particular well can hold
up to five feet of water."

"Your going to drown me in a wishing well?" The heroine replied in disbelief.

"Indeed, as me and my henchmen plop coins into the well the water will slowley rise until you are completly underwater, then my two men on both sides of you will
make sure you stay under the water until you have drowned."

"Your going to need a lot of coins Miser,"

"Indeed, I am," Said the gloating villian

"Boys, bring MY losse change." he commanded

From the other side of the plaza J-girl could here the sound of metal being dragged across tile. She turned her head to get a view of some of the Miser's henchmen
dragging three big sacks of coins up to the well. As money grubbing as the miser was J-Girl new that there would be more than enough to do what he wanted. J-girl renewed
her struggling, but the bounds held her firm and the two henchmen had a frim grasp on her. The miser leisurley strolled up to the first bag and opened it. Change poored from the motuh of the bag onto the floor. The villian ran his fingers through it and
chuckled to himself. Picking a shiny quarter he aimed and threw it into the well making a loud splash as it sank to the bottom.

"Start making wishes men. I think mine just might come true."

The minions all followed the example of their leader and began to throw coins into the water. Slowly it began to rise.
J-Girl watched in horror as her legs slowly were submerged and the water level slowley rose to touch the bottom of her breast.
Her mind was raceing for a way to get out of this. Were was Q? This was the part were he had always rescued her in the past.

"Hey Miser, what are we going to do with all the change after she's dead.?" asked Doug

"We will retrieve it from the well along with the change that as been left by the customers here as well. Won't
It be delicious when a little child comes here to wish for something and the first thing they see is a waterlogged heroine?"


J-Girl was now struggling to keep her mouth from going under as the water was now touching her chin. It would not be long
now. She figured she had about three or four dollars left at the most. The Miser walked up to the edge of the well gloating,
his hand held one of the money bags. It appeared he was about ready to finish her off.

Suddenly a police car crashed through the doors knocking over henchmen like a bowling ball with pins. Screeching over the
tile it hit the miser head on coming to a crashing hault. The collision was enough to knock the to goons that were holding J-girl
down off her shoulders and onto the floor. Quickly she started to slide herself out off the pool.

The door to the cop car slammed open and out staggered one of its officers. What J-girl found amusing about her rescuer was
that the lady officer was not wereing any pants. The passenger side door opened as well and out walked a male officer looking
slightly annoyed about the whole thing.

"Officer Hogan," said the female officer.


"Tend to the young lady over there while I make sure these crooks are all subdued."

"Yes mam officer Helmsly,"

"An also, be sure in your report on this to note that it might be a good idea to have a section of the police manual
dealing with the dangers of stroking your partners vagina while she is driving through a populated area,"

Officer Hogan, nodded his head, cheeks slightly blushing, and headed over to assist J-Girl who had managed to squirm out
of the pool. Taking a knife from his pocket he cut the bonds th t had been tied to her hands and feet.

"Thank you officers,"

"No need to thank us Ms Heroine, we cops are always glad to help you crimefighters out,"

Standing for the first time in hours J-girl waited for the strengh to return to her legs and hobbled over to were the
police car had crahsed into the Miser. Despite being hit head on he was breathing.

"A good thing you brought your change Miser, your going to need it to pay your medical bills," she explained

Reaching into the bag that was clutched in his hand the heroine removed four dollars. That would be enough to buy Q his milk.
Turnig around she went to address the two cops that were busy cuffing the henchmen.

"Officers if you don't mind would you give me a lift to the convienat store as soon as backup arrives."


*******

Back at the lair Q was sitting at the kitchen table, tears rolling down his eyes. In front of him sat the chocolate cake that he
had purchased earlier but with no milk to rinse it down with he was it was a mute point. Suddenly he fel a tap onre his shoulder.
turning around he saw his girlfriend, in a soaked costume holding a carton of milk. Hugging her he quickly took the carton from her
hand ran to the cabnet pour late night ed himself a glass, then with both carton and glass in hand he ran back to the table ready to take on
the delayed late night snack. J-girl smiled as he wolfed done the cake, she felt almost guilty for what was about to happen to her boyfriend. She had
indeed got him milk as his text had requested but she had bought LOWFAT. That would teach him to text her during a mission.

********

In a hospital located in the emergency wing the Miser was in constant pain, his whole body was injured and he had been placed in
a body cast, his injuries would take a while to heal. As he sat brooding over his bad luck a nurse walked in carrying an X-Ray.

"Mr. Miser," she said

"Yes," he replied feeling needles of pain shoot through his body.

" According to the X-ray it appears that when you were hit with the car. It lodged a number of coins u your rectum. the doctor
has sadi that operation is not nessicary, but has prescribed me to give you aggresive around the clock laxitives for the next month,"

[Centurion]

I love it! LOL!