That morning Carol Danvers yawned and stretched her lean athletic body. What a strange dream she had been pulled out of. The details were fuzzy, but from the way she tingled she knew that it had been intensely sexual. She blushed, and then she grinned. Why did it have to be a dream? Why couldn't she feel this way all the time.

Climbing out of bed she reached for her costume. Then she stopped. She had a better idea. Moments later she was walking down the halls of Avengers Mansion wearing only her mask and her boots.

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