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That weekend Susan neglected her new found friends in favor of her new found love for the thinking of her parents.  As she was reading her third book, sometime very late on Saturday night, fatigue was beginning to catch up on Susan.  She was downright exhausted and her body was beginning to protest the constant intellectual stimulation she was putting it through on a weekend. 
Susan changed decided just to just fall asleep in her bed without changing out of her clothes.  As she pulled the comforter over her body she thought out loud,
“I wish I was one of those people who barely needed to sleep, I don’t want to have to stop reading this book”
She then turned out the lights and waited to fall asleep.  However, much to her dismay, she woke up an hour later and could not fall back asleep.  In fact, she felt awake in refreshed, like she had a full nights sleep.  Susan tried to fall back asleep, but she could not shake the feeling of being completely awake and decided to resume her reading, in hopes that maybe the book would help her fall asleep.
Much to her both delight and worrying, Linda read the book well past sun rise and only put it down when a crippling pain in her stomach reminded her that she hadn’t eaten in a good deal of time.  However, when she went down to the kitchen all that was left was a little bit of raw meat and a note from her parents telling her that she was on her own for dinner and most of the night.
Susan’s mind was reeling, for all her smarts, she wasn’t exactly an Iron Chef.  In fact, she thought it would be painfully obvious to her parents that she didn’t even have the slightest idea of how to cook.  But Susan’s mother assumed her culinary skill was innate and genetic and that Susan should at least have the common sense to look in a cook book to figure out what she was going to have to do with the food.  So angered was Susan by this, she started muttering curses towards her parents.
“What the fuck where they thinking?  They think they can just give me a necklace and expect its okay just to leave me alone with out telling me.  Maybe if those cheap assholes had left me some money I could go get some food, but I flat fucking broke.  God fucking damn it, I wish I had paid attention in home economics, or at least could cook like my teacher.”
After this rant, Susan decided she was too tired to cook and decided the time was ripe to just watch some television.  After watching the food channel for a hour, Susan’s hunger drove her to try to cook the ground beef she had received.  Once she was in the kitchen, Susan felt oddly, it was like she didn’t have to think to do anything.  Some subconscious process took over in her mind and she decided she would make some tacos.  Despite the fact she had never even used the stove at her house, Susan browned the meat perfectly, pan fried some peppers and onion and had herself a decent meal in no time.  In fact, she thought as she ate the food, this is better than most of the stuff my mom makes.
After stuffing her face with food, and then burying her nose in another book, Susan decided she wasn’t going to go out that night and that she was going to watch some television.  The night wore one slowly as once again her normal favorite channels failed to interest her.  In fact one thought kept going through her mind as she channel surfed, and this was the something her mother always told her about Susan’s brain rotting, when she thought Susan was watching to much television.  Yet despite her new outlook on television, she couldn’t bring herself to completely ignore the device she had invested so much time in. 
As the evening turned into late night and the late night turned into very early morning, Susan was still sitting in front of the television.  She had settled in watching some absurd special on celebrities and there break ups.  Part of Susan’s mind told her to change the channels because she people she regarded as physically superior to her fueled an irrational jealously.  But she watched on, and kept a calm temper, until her favorite star came on.  Susan look at her face and hair and just marveled.
“I wish had her blonde hair, and not this mousy brunette mess” Susan self consciously muttered to herself.
After the show was over, Susan decided to call it a night completely and went to bed.  For the second night in a row, Susan found herself awake after only a brief reprise into sleep.  However when she went in the bathroom to brush her teeth, she looked into a mirror and her eyes fell upon her hair and she let out a scream.
“My hair is blonde!!”

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The debate between the parents, which had occurred numerous times and threatened to break the two apart was finally settled.  The next morning, the parents confronted Susan about what they felt where her problems.  In typical fashion, Susan was resentful of any of the advice given to her.  She had long ago decided, the emotional decision making process of her parents was irrational and rarely presented any solution.  The way the conversation started that morning, it appeared to be no different.
“Dear, you’ve got to open up and share your gifts with the world.  You have to compromise a little bit if you wish to spend your life with other people”
“I agree with your mother, you can not be the best at everything, you have to accept where your gifts give you the advantage and where you must concede to the gifts of others”
This was not the first time Susan had heard this conversation and nor did it figure to be the last.  She remained steadfast in her belief that she should not have to recognize superiority in any one trait in any one person.
“Now dear, we have noticed that you have time and time disregarded our advice, so we are going to leave you a trinket that we hope shows how much we care.  This necklace was given to us in our younger says.  The man who sold it to us, told us it would help the wearer see the best traits in people and allow you to see how the traits may help you.”
They presented Susan with the necklace.  Susan politely thanked them and observed the spectacle that had presented her.  It was actually a pretty necklace that Susan decided should be worn that day.  As the put the necklace on she muttered to herself.
“God, I wish I could believe in the necklace the way my parents do and keep their open mind.”
It was a normal day in school for Susan, except several of the classes she dreaded, especially her literature class and her art class where not nearly as bad as she anticipated.  Im fact, she though if she had gone into class with a complete distaste for them, she might have enjoyed them a bit.  Thankfully she did not have gym that day and could go home and relax, after actually enjoying an entire day at school.
When she got home, Susan noticed that her normal regimen of watching television did little to entertain her.  She tried to watch the History Channels, got bored, then she tried TLC, and got bored even faster.  This was strange to Susan, it was 4 in the afternoon, there was nothing to watch on tv, there was not homework to do, no test to study for and dinner was for a couple hours.  She was bored.
She wandered around the house for a while before stopping at her father’s book shelf and she picked up on of his philosophy books.
“Can’t hurt to get in his mind” she thought, and started reading.
It was only after she was called about 4 times for dinner that she put down the book.  And all during dinner she shoveled the food down her throat at breakneck speed with the intent of reading that book until she fell asleep.  In fact that night, she did not fall asleep, she read the book for the entire night and was forced to chug several cups of coffee to attain a functionable state for school.
For the second day in a row, school wasn’t that bad.  She enjoyed all her classes and even talked to people she had regarded as dumb before.  In fact, her outgoing nature that day allowed her to sit with people at lunch and allowed her to share her intelligence, which she admitted to herself, was much better than keeping it in herself.  However, it was almost time for gym and she moaned to one of her new friends, Claudia
“I hate gym, I just want to go home and finish that book I was reading.”
As Susan walked to her locker to get her gym clothes, she started to realize her great day was going to have to come to an end.  At least today was a Friday and she was actually going out with some people this weekend.  But her mind stayed put on the presented ans she dragged her feet towards gym.  As she was about to enter her class, a shrieking bells erupted through out the school.
“Students, line up, no talking, this might not be another fire drill.  There was none scheduled for today” Mrs Henderson, the gym teacher bellowed in her unnaturally deep voice. 
The entire class was forced to watch as fire trucks whipped down the street at breakneck speed and firemen piled out and searched the entire school.  After it was revealed that a freshman had pulled the alarm on the dare, the entire school was sent home a couple minutes early.
Susan resumed her reading and soon had finished that book when she decided it might be worth her while to read another one of the books.  In fact, Susan pulled another all-nighter before crashing at 7 in the morning on Saturday and sleeping until she was woken for dinner.  This was for the most part, an dinner that was not noteworthy at all until Susan’s mother pointed out something that caught Susan’s attention.
“Did that necklace change color?  Yesterday, when we gave it to you, it matched your shirt perfectly, and I thought what a coincidence, but today it matched your shirt again.”
Susan hadn’t noticed any change in the color and just thought maybe her mom’s eyesight was fading with her mind.

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Selina awoke the next morning in she shreds of her former costume.  Her new body, combined with her domination of the former Wonder Woman had done quite a number on her old clothes.  She soon realized some serious alterations, specifically in the chest area, where going to be needed before she re-introduced her self to the world today.  After careful consideration, she looked at the costume the stick thin Wonder Woman had on.
    "Give me you costume" demanded Catwoman
    Wonder Woman tried to resist as Catwoman held her done and started to rip the costume of Diana.  Soon Wonder Woman stood naked in front of Catwoman, her face burning as she mentally compared her old body with Catwoman's new body and realized the power she now had.  Meanwhile Selina had stripped down naked too and was trying to force Wonder Woman's tops over her gigantic busom.  Even her super strength could not allow such a feat though.  Try as she might, the top could not even cover her nipples.
    "Look Wonder Woman" laughed Catwoman, "Your top must be for petite flat woman because my huge tits can't even fit.  Whoops!" Catwoman exclaimed as an "incidental" flex of her deep pectorals caused the golden W emblem along the top to spilt with cleavage. "Looks like I'll have to use my old costume"
    After a couple hours of alteration Catwoman looked at her self in the mirror once again and donned her new and improved costume.  Her legs, for started, looked like they had [had] a thin layer of purple paint out on them.  As her eye line moved upward they settled on her groin.  The lips of her huge vagina her clearly defined by the stretched costume.  Before she had often wore a thong with her costume but now she felt no reason to hide herself  Her costume did little to hide the abdunant curves of her chest either.  Her nipples, even when not hard, could be easily seen by anyone.  The rest of her breasts where simply huge as well and matched her 22 inch biceps.  She also opted to keep going with the mask.
    "Now Wonder Woman, where should the world meet the new and improved Catwoman?  I know you have a thing for Batman but I am saving him for last.  By my calculations, most super heroes where not nearly as strong as you and I have about 100 times you original strength.  That super bitch Superwoman was always a thorn in my side.  She dresses like such a tramp, like you before you had the chest of a 7 year old.  Do you think she will be surprised to find her new foe, do you?
    Wonder Woman said nothing and just tried to avoid eye contact, but she soon found her self face to face with Catwoman cavernous cleavage.  AS quick as a flash Catwoman forced her head into the proverbial cave.  A light and sustained flex of her pecs held Wonder Woman's head in place as Catwoman stood up to her full 6'4" height.  Catwoman watched the flailing limbs of Diana with amusement and then let the gasping heroine down.  Wonder Woman though she was done but soon sniffed the familiar odor of Catwoman's love juices and looked up and the pantless Catwoman's massive cunt in her face.
    "One more time for good luck" giggled Catwoman

im not sure if i should keep on going, I doubt there is going to be anymore muscle growth if i continue, thanks for the support though

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Catwoman arrived at her apartment in a matter of moments behind her knew found strength.  It was just as she entered the door that Wonder Woman began to come to her senses.  Catwoman surveyed the new Wonder Woman, famous top now held nothing but the flattest chest Catwoman had ever seen.  Her formerly massive breats where gone along with her curves.  Her body had physically regressed to that of a 12 year old.  In fact, Catwoman watched as Wonder Woman's costumes partically fell off her when began to move.
    For the first time Catwoman now looked in a mirror.  Her mouth curled the evilest grin of her life.  Her entire body had been transformed.  Everything.  Her legss stretched her skin tight costume up to the max, but what amazed Catwoman was what was between her legs.  Her vagina had kept pace with her entire body.  It was not massive, infact Catwoman could see her lips thrugh the costume.  ON the rear of her costumke she saw her already formidable ass had grown along with her legs.  They stood out like twin cannonballs from her legs.She also noticed a damp spot forming from her own juices as she looked at her new and improved chest.  It had grown soo much that it had ripped her costume open exposing a cavern of clevage.  Her boobs where now backed up by a set of massive pectoral, eliminating any sag.  Upon removing her mask, she saw her face had improved itself.  All of her attractive features had become more distinguished and stunning while her bleminshed where memories.  Her hair had become the long black luxurious curls of her dreams.
    "What happen to me"  Wonder Woman groaned, "and what happened to my body" as she put her hands on her now non existent bust. 
    It was Selina's turn now to laugh, "I have inherited all of your strength and your body through your belt,  And it would seem that the belt has taken a liking to my body as I would appear to be stronger than you ever where with your powers."  Selina was right, as the natural power of the belt was magnified not only by her personality by also the level of fitness she had maintained as the powerless Catwoman.
    Wonder Woman, now completely blinded my rage and confusion managed to get her self up and throw her hardest punch straight at Selina's chest.  Selina saw this coming not only from a mile away but her enhanced reflexes allowed her to see it in slow motion.  As Wonder Woman fist began to assault her breast, Selina simply lightly flexed her pecs and caught Wonder Womans hand deep within her clevage.
    "Look like I caught your hand in the cookie jar" Selina giggles and puncuated that comment with another flex her pecs, but this times her boobs rammed Wonder Woman right in the faces, not only knocking her several feet back but also giving her a nasty nipple shaped bruise.
    "Wonder Woman, you must realize by now you are mine.  Your arrogance lost you your powers.  Now I plan to use then as I se fit.  And I think my first item on my agenda is having you become my personal sex slaves" Selina said with a sadistic grin.  "In fact your mouth could help her out right now" added Selina as she tore off  what remained of her costume.
    Wonder Woman gasped, she had never seen a vagina that big.  The fact that it looked like it was salivation at the fact of being serviced frightened her even more.  But before she could even act, Selina's hand forced her face into the wet cunt.  Wonder Woman was disgusted, she was never close to a lesibian but did her best to please out of survival instinct.
    Selina moaned with pleasure as she felt her former tormentor eat her out with reckless abandon.  Juices began to flow more freely and Wonder Woman was having trouble breathing.  Selina tensed her thights a little bit to keep Wonder Woman from leaving before the job was completed.  After was seem like an eternity for Wonder Woman but a second to Selina, Selina erupted.  Wonder Woman ws sprayed with piping hot fluids and recoiled in pain. 
    Selina watched the wimpering flat chested Wonder Woman cry in the corner.  This all made Selina happier.  SHe grapped Wonder Woman by the chin and forced her to make eye contact with her nipples.
    "Want to see what a real woman's tits look like" Selined said.  "They are so big, they make your former self look like a 6 year old but anyone with even an a-cup makes you like a 6 year old now.  I don't know if I will find a bra big enough but that is not a problem since they don't sag an inch.  And just look at the rest of my body, my minf was enhanced too and I have figured out that not even those kryptonian ass holes are in my league."
    As she said all this, all Diana could look at was Selina's massive cunt and think of the trauma it just inflincted her.  When the massive lips separated, they lead to a clitoris that defied belief.  Diana could not fathom why any god would force her to go through this  But she was soon distracted when Selina began playing with nipples.  Wonder Woman did all she could to try to stop his but Catwoman just laughed it off and she destroyed what little self esteem she hadn't already robbed from Wonder Woman.
    "and too think, you where gloating about your tits a couple hours ago, I figure some one as inteligent as you could appeciate the irony of all this.  Your whole body has lost any appeal with mine has gained all yours times that which I already had.  But you don;t thinks these gorgeous knocker are too big" she asked as Diana began choking on the nipple that was being forced down her throat.  "I don't see how any man could truely get hard again after seeing this bod.  You see that problem with you is that you used you abilities to please society and become a gofer of the police.  Now that I have your power, I uses them as I see fit and that means it is going to take a lot more to please me beause tonight did not even come close."
    Selina closed her eyes in bliss and began to realize that this was all not a dream, in fact she hd big plans for tomorrow.

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