"You call that showing them off? I can barely see them!" Billy yelled, emboldened by his success.
Power Girl let the skateboarder drop like a rock and flew until her tits were only inches away from his face. He barely had time to register the canyon of cleavage before Power Girl's hands were on other side of her famous oval, tearing hard as she could. With a grunt and a ripping sound, she tore her costume clean in two, letting her massive breasts jut free, with the bottom flap of her costume folded over onto her stomach and the top half, bra and cape tossed to the wind. Big, perky pink nipples and reddened aureola thrust themselves just inches from Billy's eyes.
"Well, how about it, stud? Can you see them now?" Power said in a husky voice somewhere between a come-on and a chuckle.
Billy licked his lips to wipe away the drool. He had to play it cool until he could think what to do next. Of course, his hands were quicker than his mind. It was just instinct. He reached up and squeezed one massive tit in each of his hands.
"Uh, you don't mind, right?" was all he could come up with as the hot titflesh overfilled his palms, squeezing away.
"Of course not!" Power Girl said sighing like a happy kitten and thrusting out her chest to increase the sensation. "So damn happy to finally be appreciated."
The people nearby had all stopped and were staring at a topless Power Girl letting a total stranger grope her famous boobs. She heard them whispering and yelling in shocked tones but it only made her smile ear to ear. Finally, people were paying more attention to her tits! Her nipples hardened in the dark-haired young man's hands and she moaned softly.
"Yeah! Take pictures! Take all the pictures you want!" she cheered happily.
Billy's power had never seemed that interesting or useful to him but that was only because he'd never used it on as deep a level as he'd done with Power Girl. He'd unwittingly taken every thing she'd ever believed or valued about herself and turned it on it's head. Gone were all her thoughts of being a strong, independent woman whose physical appearance was a minor annoyance - they'd been replaced with the mindset of a stripper times a thousand, every action and thought now focused on her tits being valued more than her as a person. Thousands of psychics working for years would never be have been able to break the strong-willed blonde as thoroughly as he had in just one use of his powers. Maybe it was the physical contact but somehow Billy knew exactly what to say next.
"Anybody else want to see-" Power Girl began only for Billy to interrupt her.
"Hey, Tits, shut the fuck up." Billy growled, focusing his eye contact solely on her boobs. "Nobody wants to hear you talk! Get us somewhere private where you can wrap yourselves around my dick and maybe I'll put it up on the internet for everybody to see."
A hush descended upon the crowd at the shock of his words and tone. Power Girl's body tensed up . . .
And released in a shuddering sigh. Here was a man who ONLY talked to her tits! Who made it clear nothing else about her mattered at all! And he was going to show them off online? She groaned as her pussy got soaking wet and grabbed Billy by the shoulders, flying off with him like a rocket to the nearest hotel suite with an open balcony.
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