The former Susan Richards stared at herself in the mirror.
She was a tall, powerful figure, rippling with thick muscles, and with her blonde hair cropped in a dykeish crew-cut. Her face was still recognizably her own, but wider and with a large scar down one cheek. She looked dangerous, nasty.
Susan chomped down on the large cigar in her mouth. She knew she shouldn't smoke, it wasn't her, but right now she really needed something to calm her down.
This was crazy, she was Susan Richards, the Invisible Woman. She was married to Reed Richards and was part of the Fantastic Four. Then why did the idea of working with those "goody-goodies" fill her with scorn and the idea of a MAN touching her like that make
her skin crawl.
She was Susan Richards, but she was also Susana Louise van Horne, daughter of Katrina van Horne, the Man-Killer. The Invisible Butch.
What the fuck was happening?
Then her phone rang.
"Yes?"
"Susan? This is Sluggy... I mean Kitten... I mean Kitty. Something horrible is happening!"
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"I wanted CORN FLAKES!"
The maid ducked as the bowl of cheerios smashed against the door over her head.
"Get me my pink dress!"
"Oui, Mademoiselle Fisk!"
The maid, dripping with milk and cheerios, hurried out of the room as Mary Jane Fisk screamed after her.
Now the daughter of the Kingpin, Mary Jane had become a spoiled brat of a crime princess who often acted much younger than her age and knew she could do whatever the hell she wanted if people didn't want to get Daddy angry.
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