"DM!" Deirdre exclaimed as she made eye contact with him from across the room. She bounded over and gave him a big hug.
"Hi Deirdre" he replied. "Big night, tonight?"
"Oh...yeah. Big get together at Heroic Deeds comic shop...the best costume gets a copy of the new Champions online game and 50% off back issues for a month!"
"So, who are you going as? he asked.
"I'm not saying, it's a surprise" Deirdre replied, adjusting her long black trench coat that hid her costume. "It took me weeks to get this together. I even bought some props for me and the girls"
She gestured towards the myriad of fake chains, barbells, light sabers, and swords. She grabbed the long "metal" bar.
"So, how about you take a picture of some super powers in action?"
Dennis couldn't help his mind from wandering about Deirdre. Her height, 5'10", and short blond hair reminded him of a popular heroine...except Deirdre wasn't nearly as well endowed. Still, he thought, wouldn't it be something if that were real.
Deirdre gripped the bar and held it out in front, giving Dennis a playful wink as he snapped the picture.
She then slowly bent the bar, the groaning, squealing sound filled the air. Dennis looked confused.
"That's weird" Deirdre thought. "It shouldn't make any noise...I guess they're making props more realistic these days"
She continued her display of "strength" and twisted the bar into a pretzel. She held it in her hand and placed the other on her hip, thrusting her chest out.
"Not bad, huh?" she asked playfully as she tossed the mangled bar to the ground. It landed with a loud clang that drew the attention of the rest of the girls and Deirdre was surprised at what transpired.
"Dennis, what just happened?" she asked.
"I...I don't know" he said as he walked towards her. Normally he'd meet her at eye level, but now he had to tilt his head up a little. "But...have you gotten bigger?"
"It's just the heels in the boots" she replied.
"No, hun" another girl said. "You're definitely taller".
Deirdre went over to the full length mirror to take a look. Her coat seemed shorter, as more of her blue boots and gloves and boots, which had been well hidden, were exposed. She took off her glasses and undid the belt on the coat and pulled it open.
"Whoa"
The reflection staring back at her wasn't what she expected. The most noticeable change was her chest. Normally, it didn't receive much attention. Now they were standing proud, front and center, straining through the white top and pushing through the "cleavage window". She may have chosen this costume for the irony of who she was versus who she was portraying. But now, she looked every bit the part of Power Girl. Lean muscle was visible throughout her body, Her legs, large and powerful. Her arms, exploding with strength. Her abs defined the word washboard.
She turned towards Dennis and the group, her biceps bulging under the long sleeves as she flexed proudly.
"Now, I'm not sure how it did it but I believe your camera was responsible for this transformation. So, now I have a question..."
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