Karen hated to admit it, but she should have seen this coming. Even if her costume was usually as invulnerable as she was, it was still fabric, and after enough washes, soon or later, fabric shrinks. She’d have to worry about getting a new one later though, since right now she needed to get ready. At least her cape was still the same.

Flying by her windows and closing the blinds in less than a second, Karen figured that was better than taking the suit off and walking around naked. Of course, once she finished brushing her teeth, she did have to get naked to hop into the shower. It was kind of a hassle to get her tight suit off as it still clung to her like a second skin even when she unzipped it. Tossing off her gloves, she roughly tugged it off, sending her fat to loudly bounce outward now that it was free, but she just sighed in relief, only feeling the costume leaving her body and not any of the bounce. What she did feel though was her suit giving her the mother of all wedgies.

“I’ve got enough people looking at my chest, I don’t exactly need this on top of that.” Karen said to herself as she struggled to pull her costume out of her butt crack. It took some squirming on her side since even though this was no big task for her strength, it still felt uncomfortable as it would for anyone, made all the worse that Karen fell asleep with this. She stumbled and twisted through her bathroom, but since her belly was now free to jut two feet out, it repeatedly slammed into things and knocking them over, with Karen reminding herself to clean that up later.

Finally, she pulled that white floss out of her crack and sighing happily. She slapped her rump for a job well done, making the fat orbs jiggle and smack into each other continuously until she finally stepped into the shower.

Karen basked in the hot water against her skin, and soon squirted some liquid body wash into her hand. As she scrubbed herself down, she realize she had forgotten how soft her body was. Any super strong heroine usually fears that they might look like they have too much muscle, unless they like that sort of look. For Power Girl though, for all the idiotic flashers and groping pervs she had to deal with, all of which got what was coming to them immediately afterwards, she loved her body so much. She was tall and powerful, but at the same time had the jiggle factor of a bouncy house. One of the benefits of being a Kryptonian, aside from having perfect control over your strength, was gaining such irresistible bodies. She could easily label that as a super power.

“Out already?” Karen spoke up once her soap bottle ran dry. Without knowing how much more there was to clean, she just scratched her head and rinsed off. The water caressed every round inch of her gargantuan form, dripping into every fold and crevice of her body. After turning off the water, she avoided finding out how much smaller the towels now seemed to by spinning around at the speed of a tornado. Before anything could be sucked in though, she stopped, now dry as a bone.

Karen moved over into her room and got out her business suit. She started to think that maybe she should stop doing her own laundry since this outfit had shrunk to. Still, it didn’t look nearly as bad as her costume to her, meaning it was even skimpier, so she just got into it. Her fatter nipples poked through her shirt, and even oozed over the top of her jacket, made all the worse as they were squished so tightly together. Instead of pants of course, Karen of course chose a skirt that nearly ripped when she finally managed to get it on. It just barely reached underneath her ass cheeks, while her panties took over for her costume in giving her a now unnoticed wedgie.

“I’m starved.” Feeling very hungry this morning, once she put a band in her hair, she sat down for breakfast. Like she said before, she mostly ate out of habit and a love of the taste, and spotting a box of donuts that she had bought yesterday, she decided to heck with and ate the whole thing. The first donut, she actually opened wide enough to swallow the whole thing without chewing. She quickly reminded herself not to do that again since she barely tasted it.

As she munched on her breakfast, Karen recalled a really weird dream she had last night, where she ate Satanna. “I must have been hungrier than I thought.” She said, chalking it up to going to bed without dinner thanks to exhaustion. Obviously she took Satanna in, but she kicked herself for apparently letting the Ultra-Humanite escape thanks to the animal woman. Well, crispy would show up sooner or later, which reminded Karen as she chugged down her milk “A bucket of chicken would be great for lunch.”

As she headed to work, she had to admit to herself that things were starting out well all things considered. It was already ten, and yet no mutant monsters or crazy people were interrupting her morning commute. The only thing she had to put up with was the fact that nearly everyone seemed to be leering at her today, but how could they not with so much soft flesh jiggling in one tight package. Every step she took caused the shape and size of her butt cheeks to bulge out of her skirt as they bounced from within, and every step she took threatened to make her boobs pop out of her top, an outcome a lot of people were hoping for. On the subway, Karen actually tossed three different guys out the door when she felt where their hands were, since that was how many hands it took to cover most of her rump. Then, just as she crossed the street to her building, a rather rude cab driver nearly hit her in the crosswalk, and even shouted “Hey watch it fatty!” Karen wanted to punch his engine so bad for mocking this plus sized woman next to her, whom she actually eclipsed with her size.