Power Girl’s costume was stretched out far by her four foot gut. A completely round, jiggly ball of fat wobbled on Power Girl’s midsection, the screams and curses from deep inside of it muffled by flesh tougher then diamond, but softer then clouds. Power Girl stood silently, her hands moving over the enormous blob attached to her body. She felt movement inside her, kicks and punches that made her belly sway. Satanna was fights as hard as she could, but she had as much a chance of squirming her way out as she did knocking out Power Girl with one punch. The silence was broken as Power Girl felt air pushing out from her stomach.

“Uuuuuuurrrrrrrpppp!!!”

Spittle flew from her lips as she let out a rowdy belch that made her large breasts shake and her belly flop around. It lasted for several long seconds before tapering out. Stumbling back, a still dazed Power Girl could do nothing but yawn as her body started to slow down. “Need to get home,” Power Girl grumbled as she flew off out through the ceiling with a crash. She was on autopilot now, her mind still fried by her sudden insane hunger. She was no longer looking to feel her body, but she was far from back to normal. She flew towards her apartment her belly wobbling against her calves as she flew at speeds only fighter jets could match.

Satanna screamed as she was forced against the bottom of Power Girl’s stomach by the high velocity speed. She dug into the sticky, throbbing flesh, rubbing against her body in perverted ways. It was dark and wet inside the super hero and she could feel saliva, mucus and other juices all over her naked body. It was disgusting and horrible. She swore vengeance on Power Girl once she was free, ignoring the idea that she might not be leaving this belly alive.

Flying in through the open window in her apartment, Power Girl stumbled around, the drugged look on her face getting worse. She struggled to walk, her numb mind telling her to get to bed. Getting to the foot of her bed, it was like all the power left the super hero as she fell back onto her bed still in costume. Loud snores rumbled from her open mouth as the only movement in her room came from her belly. “What are you doing you bitch! Let me out!” The muffled screams from Power Girl’s ballooned gut didn’t breach the girl’s deep sleep. She continued to slumber as Satanna fought for her life inside her steamy gut.

“I’m going to kill you,” Satanna grumbled weakly, the air in the stomach mostly gone from the huge burp and Satanna’s own screaming. The was stared to churn around her, rubbing the sticky juices into her flesh, specifically the digestive enzymes that would break down her body. Massaged by the wrinkled, hot walls, Satanna vainly squirmed, sending a pleasant sensation through Power Girl’s body as she slept. Satanna’s body was going completely numb, which was good because she was melting. As her skin was peeling off she fell unconscious, never feeling a thing. All night Power Girl’s belly would groan and gurgle as it broke down every muscle, every organ and every bone in Satanna’s body, forming a thick soup that would be pulled into Power Girl’s intestines to be fully absorbed to form new fat cells. The next morning, Satanna was nothing more then Power Girl’s fat.

Waking up with a yawn, Power Girl rolled to her side and sat on the edge of her bed. She was still tired so she didn’t notice the extra squeal of the springs or the fact that she was sinking into the mattress more then normal. Smacking her lips, she stumbled to her feet and trudged slowly to the bathroom. Karen Starr, her alter ego, had things to do today and she couldn’t spend all day in bed, no matter how much she wanted to. Getting into the bathroom, she reached for her toothbrush, but stopped when she saw herself in the mirror. The face that stared at her in the mirror had full cherub cheeks and two very prominent chins. Her face had become much rounder, but quickly more things were noticed when she looked down.

Once more her costume was stretched out, but it was not her belly like last night. Her hips were nearly as wide as the doorframe, bulging at her side like two bumpers. Her belly looked like the side of two inflatable rafts that were on top of each other. The two wide swells were her once flat abs, not sticking out several feet. The window in her chest was now stretched nearly as wide as a real window as her already huge chest had become more massive then ever before. Her breasts had been as big as basketballs, nearly F-Cup in size. Now they looked big enough that a basketball could disappear between the massive knockers. They were H-Cup at the smallest and the only reason they didn’t look horribly disportion on her body was because she was now wider and thicker.

Power Girl held up her hands, seeing chubby fingers wiggling on the end of meaty arms. Moving her ryes lower, she saw her thighs rubbing together when they usually would not. Flabby thighs that bulged out and struggled to be held in her knee high boots. Looking over her shoulder, Power Girl easily spotted her ass which was now as big as her chest had been. Her ass had ballooned out to become two huge wobbling spheres of flesh that had swallowed the back of her costume. Her ass wobbled as she stood there, each doughy cheek having a mind of its own as it jiggled. Smooth and huge, her ass was a thing of beauty that would get just as many stares now as her exposed chest did.

After seeing herself this morning, Power Girl had only one thing to say.