The man in the black cape and cowl stared out across the table at the assembled group, gathered around the emblazoned logo of their "Team", the JLA. As the current chairman of the team, it was his job to deliver the news of what was going on - not that any of them didn't know.

"We have trouble.", his gift for understatement. "It's important to note that we face a bigger threat than the visuals you will see might lead you to believe. Two of our number have already tried to take this threat down solo - I advise against repeat performances."

The man's eyes darted to the spindly man in the red and blue tights and cape and the rail-thin, petite woman in the star spangled bustier. Thanks to the white lenses covering his eyes though, no one saw that. He appeared, as always, to stare impassively ahead.

"I had flash do a quick run by with a portable scanner to get the following data."

Activating a hidden button in the palm of his glove a hologram of two women appeared. One was completely unassuming - 5'4", 120 lbs., nothing much to look at about her except the high-tech hand gun gripped loosely in a nearly broken hand.

The other was a magnificent specimen to behold, and the scarlet speedster felt the hard-on he'd gotten retrieving this image returning at a rapid pace.

"We have first names only at this point - they've called each other Amanda and Beth. Amanda has suggested that what's happening is a result of the weapon in her hand. I've analyzed readings on it and I am not pleased with what I've found. The casing is an alloy made by Wayne Enterprises, but the contents are a combination of Apokolipsian and 5th dimenional technology. We have learned conclusively that Beth has the ability to drain strength at a touch - and after a second encounter it appears height and other assets as well."

The cowled man grimaced. He'd started tracking this girl the moment the satellite picked up the building she'd thrown and witnessed the transformation when Superman had arrived. Diana had arrived on the scene not long after - and Bruce wondered if Beth's aura might not be more efficient with women in some fashion as the Amazon Princess had lost not just muscle, but height and physical development as well - all of which the teen had gained, elevating her to her current 6'5" form.

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Beth was revelling in her power - things had definitely gotten better since Wonder Woman's visit. She'd learned how to tap the aura around her for the stealing of height as well as strength - and apparently, stealing muscle as toned as Wonder Woman's had made her own body even more spectacular at properly placing muscle. As her body had grown taller her muscles seemed to tighten up even more, becoming even more flawless and sexy than she had been. She now toyed with the police and firefighters.

Bored with the force of their water cannons she'd taken hundreds of gallons of water into her body out of one of the cannons and then exhaled it back at the tanker truck with such force as to punch a hole through the vehicle, but still transfer enough of it's energy to launch the truck off the ground and one hundred feet down the road. She'd picked up the shells of the few shots the police had hazarded at her indestructible body and graciously returned them with slight flicks of her wrist - launching them at speeds far more dangerous than the firearm had originally discharged them at.

One of her favorite tactics now was to casually stroll up to one of the cops, letting her swaying hips and bouncing boobs completely mesmerize him - making him a helpless worshipper of her body - and then delivering a bone shattering kick to his hard on, to see how much pain a human body could truly feel. After all, being completely immune to pain now, she had to have some way to see what it was like.