*Note- This story is part of a series.
1. PsiCATs: Cale
2. PsiCATs: Olivia
3. PsiCATs: Tessa
4. PsiCATs: Wren
5. PsiCATs: Hunter
PsiCATs: Tessa
By: Chrystal Wynd
"Are you sure you want to do this, Kim?"
Kim nodded, barely hearing Beverly's words. She knew her friend was concerned for her safety, but Beverly didn't understand the things that drove her.
"There're too many criminals on the street," said Kim. "Too often the rights of everyday people are compromised. The police are over-burdened. It's time someone took a stand for the common people."
Beverly rolled her eyes. "Kim," she said, "you're preaching again."
Kim laughed. "I know," she said. "I have to practice, don't I?"
Beverly shook her head. "You worry me, girl," she said. "What makes you think you can just run out and fight crime like you're Batgirl or something? You're twenty years old, you know...isn't that a bit old to be playing superhero?"
Kim pulled her long brown hair into a ponytail. "Fifteen years of gymnastics. Twelve years of martial arts. Heck, I've even got fifteen years of ballet," she checked her utility belt one last time. "When that guy tried to mug me last weekend, I took him out so quick and easy, it was a joke!"
"One criminal doesn't make you a superhero, Kim."
"I'm not meant to sit around having babies, Beverly," said Kim. "I'm meant for a life of action. And I'm going to get it...as the Tesseract."
"As the *what?*
"The Tesseract."
"You're a giant flying dinosaur?"
"Tesseract, you bimbo, not pterodactyl."
"Sistahs can't be bimbos, girl. Just you white girls. Anyway, what's a tess...tesser...tess...what you said?"
"Tesseract. It's the four-dimensional analog of a cube."
"All right, I *know* you made that shit up."
"No, I didn't."
"Well, it's a good thing you took all those dance classes," said Beverly, "considering you're going to be running around in nothing but a leotard."
"It's a black bodysuit," said Kim. "It worked for Cat Woman."
"And look what happened to her."
"True."
"Actually, it's probably good you're going like that. They'll be too distracted to notice you're not wearing much of a mask."
"What's wrong with my mask?"
"A thin piece of black cloth wrapped over your eyes? That's it?"
Kim chuckled. "It's mysterious."
"You need more than mystery to stop the bad guys, girlfriend!"
"I'll be fine, Beverly," said Kim. "Besides, I have a few surprises on my belt, just in case."
"Girl, you worry me."
*****
"All right," said the guy, waving a large hunting knife. "Everyone put their hands up and nobody gets hurt."
"That means now," said the other guy, brandishing his tazer in a menacing manner. Eying the weapons in the hands of the pair, the customers in the convenience store raised their hands.
"Right," said the first guy. "I'm Larry, he's Barry and this is our sister, Sherry."
The thin redhead stepped forward. "Good afternoon, everyone," she said. "This won't take long. Hand your wallets and jewelry to my partners and we'll be out of here quickly."
Larry leaned in and whispered to Sherry, "You were supposed to call us your brothers, remember?" he said. "To throw off the police."
"Right," said Sherry, rolling her eyes. "My bad."
"Hey! Cashier!" said Barry. "Empty the register!"
"Get some lottery tickets," said Larry. "You never know."
A voice sounded out. "Don't bother," said the female voice. "You've already got a ticket...to jail."
Larry, Barry and Sherry looked toward Kim, who was standing in the doorway. Then they exploded into simultaneous laughter.
"Omigod!" said Sherry, wiping a tear. "You're not serious! Who are you? Bratgirl?"
"Tesseract, actually," said Kim, detaching a coil of rope. The ends were weighted.
"You're a giant flying dinosaur?"
"No," said Kim, her eye twitching. "It's the four-dimension analog of a cube."
"C'mon, Barry," said Larry. "This girl needs a spanking, and we're just the fine gents to give it to her."
"Yep," said Barry, joining Larry and moving toward Kim.
Kim twirled the rope around and suddenly whirled it at Larry's legs. They wrapped around his knees, tying them together and causing him to tumble to the ground.
Barry watched his partner fall, so he wasn't paying attention when Kim's foot drove into his stomach. He wuffed and bent over, dropping his tazer. Kim whirled on one foot and kicked him in the mouth. Barry dropped to the ground, dazed.
Larry saw his partner drop. He kicked off the rope and rolled to his feet. He waved his knife menacingly.
"C'mon!" he said. "I can take you! C'mon! Are you chicken?"
Kim smiled. She took a step, then suddenly somersaulted forward, kicking Larry in the face in the process. Larry blinked, trying to clear his head. Kim took another step forward and kicked him squarely between his legs.
Eyes bulging, Larry squeaked and grabbed his crotch. His knees folded like wet pasta and he dropped to the ground with a whimper.
"Wow," said Sherry. "They really weren't worth a damn in a fight, were they?"
"They never had a chance against The Tesseract," said Kim. "So, are you coming quietly or do we have to fight too?"
The redhead laughed. "Oh, we'll have to fight, too," she said. "Sorry. Union rules, you know."
"You have a union?"
The redhead rolled her eyes. "Joke," she said. "Aren't you a bit young for this? How old are you?"
"How old are you?"
"I'm twenty-four," said the redhead, "but I asked you first."
"My birthday isn't important," said Kim. "Justice knows no age."
The thin criminal smiled. "Hot damn. You're a sparkplug, Pterodactyl girl."
Kim smiled. Then she took two steps and leaped at Sherry. The redhead jumped to the side, but Kim whirled and her scything foot barely missed the rapidly back-pedaling redhead.
"Not bad," said Kim, "but I have a surprise for you."
Kim pulled two small globes from a pouch in her belt and hurled them to the ground directly in front of the redhead. Oddly-colored smoke erupted from the tiny dual explosions, and Kim's opponent disappeared from view, obscured by the thick mist.
Kim heard her opponent coughing. Then she heard the hidden redhead's voice.
"What the hell is this stuff?"
Kim laughed. "That's a special concoction," said Kim. "It's an epidermal aphrodisiac. It has interesting short-term properties. It gives boys a ridiculously powerful and sensitive erection. Against girls, however, it's much more effective for crime-fighting. As you've no doubt noticed, every part of your skin is now erotically enhanced, and your erogenous zones have been amplified beyond your ability to control your reactions. You're far, far too distracted to fight, Red, and, judging by your silence, too busy touching yourself to even hear what I'm saying."
Kim watched the smoke carefully, waiting for it to dissipate. It hovered in place, however, and didn't seem to be breaking up. Then Kim heard the redhead's voice again.
"Damn, that sounds like good stuff, Tessa-whatever," said Sherry's voice, "but you really should make sure you know your opponent before you share information like that."
Kim spun to her left and realized her opponent was standing to the side of the smoke.
"How the heck did you get out of the epidermal aphrodisiac?" asked Kim.
The redhead smiled. "You're a superhero, right? Well, I guess that makes me a super-villain. I project solid shields and shapes with my mind. So if I'm attacked with smoke or gas, I can form a shield around my body, so it never touches me."
"I see," said Kim.
"Yes," said the redhead, a huge smile forming, "and if I'm attacked with smoke or gas, I can capture it in a sphere and return it to its rightful owner."
A heartbeat later, the significance of her opponent's words sunk in. Eyes widening, Kim spun to cartwheel away, but it was too late. She was trapped in an unseen sphere, surrounded by the purple smoke.
"Oh!" she said, trying to spot her opponent through the hazy purple mist. "Omigod, let me out! You have to...have to...ohhhhh...!"
Kim shuddered as erotic heat spread across her skin like baby oil. Her nipples hardened and every minute movement sent ripples of arousal throughout her body. She ran her tongue across her lips and whimpered in need. Pressing her knees together, she squeaked as she lubricated helplessly, her hands pressed between her thighs.
Kim vaguely registered that the redhead had dropped her sphere, allowing the mist to dissipate, but the damage had already been done and the effects would last for several minutes at least. Kim was a wet mess and would be stuck like this until the effects faded.
"Wow," said the redhead. "That really is good stuff!" She stepped forward and flicked Kim's nipple.
Kim shuddered and stumbled back against the counter, moaning incoherently. She knew she had no chance, but she kicked out a foot, hoping against hope it had some effect.
The redhead laughed as Kim's foot bounced off her shin. "Feisty!" she said. "But now I feel like showing off. It's time to show you what else I can do."
Kim followed only about half the words. She was wriggling in intense need and far too distracted to consider a plausible escape.
"You see, I didn't tell you *everything* I can do," said the redhead. "I have another little power."
Kim blinked, trying to sift through the words. It became moot as Kim's outfit suddenly exploded from her body, leaving the girl clad in only her utility belt and soft-padded boots.
"Oh!" said Kim, her chin wet from drool. "Sssstop..."
"Telekinesis, I think it's called," said the redhead. "I can move things with my mind. But I guess you already figured that out." Sherry walked closer to Kim. "I'm enjoying myself. I've never gotten to defeat a superhero before, so I'm going to wallow in this for a minute. Besides, I want to give our audience a little show," she added, nodding to the spellbound crowd.
Kim wanted to protest, to fight back, anything, but erotic heat swirled throughout her body. Her belly twitched and jumped in aroused need and her nipples were so rigid, they ached. Her fingers slid helplessly over her achingly electric clit.
The redheaded girl watched Kim with amusement. After several seconds, she shook her head.
"All right," she said, "I'm convinced. That stuff is the real deal. And you tried to use it on me, so I'm going to have to punish you." The redhead reached out and grabbed Kim's wrist, pulling the girl's hand from her sex.
"No!" shouted Kim. "Stop it! Don'tmmmmppphhhh...!"
Kim's eyes widened again as she suddenly realized her mouth had locked in an open position. She couldn't close her mouth, but what little sound was coming out was muffled.
"You have an invisible ball gag in your mouth, cutie," said her opponent, "and now I think it's time for me to enjoy myself."
"Mmmmppphhh!"
The redhead grabbed Kim's bare shoulders and turned her around. She then pressed her pelvis against the helplessly over-stimulated heroine's ass and pressed her breasts against Kim's back.
"You poor thing," said the redhead, whispering in Kim's ear as her fingers slid along Kim's bare trembling belly. "You are soooooooo hot and twitchy now!"
The redhead's hands circled Kim's waist, meeting at the heroine's navel. They unhooked the utility belt and slid it off the girl's otherwise naked midsection.
"Mmmmpphh! Mmmmmmpphh!"
"There we go, cutie," said her opponent. "That's got to feel better."
Kim heard a thud behind her, as if from far away. A tiny part of her brain untouched by the smoke registered that her opponent had tossed her utility belt to the floor. Kim then felt her opponent's hands on her wrists for some reason. Too late, Kim realized that the redhead had discovered the handcuffs in her utility belt. Kim's wrists were handcuffed together in front of her.
Then Kim's wrists suddenly shot straight up over her head. Kim stood for a moment, her arms pointing at the ceiling, unable to move. Then her handcuffed wrists dropped behind her head close to her shoulder blades.
"Mmmmpppphhh!" said Kim. "Mmmmmpppphhhh!" Kim's skin was still highly sensitive, but she was able to form semi-coherent thoughts at this point.
"Quit whining," said the redhead. "I told you I could move things with my mind. Ah, here we go. Very convenient...a dog collar display right next to your naked ass."
Kim blinked. "Mmmpphh?" she said. Then she felt something sliding around her neck. "Mmmmppphhh!" she said, trying to struggle. Too late, she realized her opponent had just roped a dog collar around her neck and through the handcuff chain as well. Her wrists were locked together and secured to the back of her neck as well.
The redhead released her hold on the handcuff chain and dog collar, but grabbed a handful of Kim's hair. "All right, cutie," said the redhead, turning Kim around. "Let's show everybody your goodies."
Kim's cheeks burned as she realized everybody was staring at her naked body. Larry and Barry leered openly. She tried to twist away, but Sherry maintained too tight a grip on her hair.
After a minute, the redhead turned Kim around and bent her over the counter. "Larry, Barry," she said, "be a couple of sweeties and slide those boots off her, would you?"
Larry moved to her right side and slid the girl's boot from her foot. Barry did the same to her left.
While one hand pressed Kim's shoulder blades, the redhead's other hand patted Kim's bare bottom. Kim clenched her teeth, but couldn't stop her hips from twitching and writhing at her opponent's touch.
"Oh, my gawd," said the redhead. "I just realized something. You're straight! You've never had a girl handle you like this! Oh, this is going to be fun."
Kim's eyes widened as she felt the redhead's slim fingers slide into her wetness. "Mmmmpphhh! Mmmmppphh! Mmmmppphhh!" she said, her hips writhing helplessly.
"Oh, poor little Tessa-whatever isn't used to having a girl's fingers in her va-jay-jay," said the redhead, her digits stroking into Kim. "Hell, I'm guessing little Tessa-whatever hasn't had much of anything in there."
"Mmmmppphhh!" squealed Kim indignantly. Her thighs parted helplessly, allowing the redhead more room. Kim's chin was wet with drool as her mouth remained locked in an open position.
"Ohhhhh, I know what we're going to do," said the redhead. "Now this will be interesting."
Kim gasped as she felt the redhead's fingers suddenly slide out from her sex.
"Don't get too comfortable," said the redhead. "You're going to miss my fingers in a moment."
That's when Kim felt a thickness pressing into her wet, naked sex.
"Mmmmmppphhh!" she said. "Mmmmpphhhhhhh!"
"Ohhhh, yeah, it's working," said the redhead, now holding Kim's wriggling hips. "You're getting done by an invisible strap-on, Tessa-whatever!"
Kim tried to resist the sensations flooding over her, but her long over-stimulated body ignored her. Her hips bucked back, her ass meeting the redhead's pumping pelvis. Kim's cheeks burned in humiliation, but she was unable to stop herself from wriggling like a slut as her female opponent screwed her silly with an invisible strap-on.
"Damn, this is hot," said the redhead. "If I produced sperm, I'd be impregnating you in about one minute."
"Mmmmmmpppph!" said Kim. "Mmmmppphhh!"
"That's it, Tessa-whatever," said the redhead. "You complain too much. I know just what you need for a new outlook. Give me one moment to adjust my toy."
Kim blinked again, wondering what Sherry meant. Then her eyes widened as she felt pressure against her tight rear opening.
"MMMMMPPPHHH! MMMMPPPPHHHH!"
"I know you've never had it back there, Tessa-whatever," said the redhead. "Big surprise, right? Anyway, you won't be able to say that anymore when I'm done with you."
The redhead resumed her stroking, but now she was stroking into Kim's tight ass as well as her sex, and the effect was making the heroine's eyes glaze.
"Not much longer, sweetie," said the redhead, her breathing becoming more ragged. "This is so hot, I think I might finish before you do. Oh, yeah."
Kim shuddered helplessly as she moaned into her invisible ball gag. She knew what was about to happen. She screamed mental commands at her body to ignore the incessant pumping, but she couldn't stop it. Despite the fact a girl was banging her silly, despite the fact she was being anally violated, her body overruled her brain. With a sudden squeal into her invisible gag, Kim began orgasming.
Kim wriggled and writhed as her body bucked in frenzied heat. Her belly muscles twitched and jumped and every nerve screamed with heat as pleasure swirled through her rebellious body. Vaguely, she registered her opponent had stopped stroking into her and was now simply pressing deeply inside her. Both tight holes were filled completely. Then she registered her mouth was empty and she was squealing helplessly in orgasmic release.
A minute later, Kim was still trying to catch her breath. Her knees were weak and she couldn't have stood, even if her red-headed opponent hadn't been sprawled across her back. Then she felt the weight lifted as her opponent recovered.
"Wow, Tessa-whatever," said the redhead. "You were awesome! I haven't had a cum like that in ages! You pass the 'I'm a cute sex-toy super heroine' test! Yay!"
"And you fail the 'I'm a focused super-villain with priorities and a strong sense of the importance of time-management when robbing a convenience store' test," said an unfamiliar voice.
The redhead turned at the voice. Larry and Barry lay on the ground, apparently unconscious. A tall, muscular woman stood over them. She wasn't the one who had spoken, however.
A man stood just to the side of the unconscious thugs. He was dark-haired and even taller than the woman. A dark patch covered his left eye. His one good eye held hers and it was obvious he was the one who had spoken.
"Oh, really, Cyclops?" said the redhead. "Are you the one who's going to spank me?"
"I suspect the police can do that quite adequately, if they ever get here," said the man. "Did you really think in the age of cell phones you could just stroll in, linger around robbing the place and not get the police called?"
The redhead shrugged. "Maybe I did take too long," she said, taking a couple steps away from Kim. "They still have to catch me."
The man stepped forward and patted Kim's rounded bare bottom. "Of course, I don't really blame you..."
Kim's voice piped up as she wriggled in indignity. "Could somebody uncuff me, please?"
"...but it was still very irresponsible," said the man.
"Sorry you disapprove, pops," said Sherry. "Did I look concerned about your opinion? I didn't mean to, if I did."
"I'm sure it was a misunderstanding," said the man. He turned as the woman walked up from behind him. "What is it, Cale?"
"Tessaract is cute and all," said Cale, patting the super heroine's bare ass as well, "but do you really think she's good enough to work with the team? I mean, who the hell names themself after a flying dinosaur?"
Kim wriggled indignantly once again. "A little help, please!" she said.
"I never said we were here for Tessaract," said the man.
"Do I have to be here for this?" said the redhead, a trace of tenseness in her voice. "I have a platoon of police to deal with soon."
"That doesn't bother you?" said the man.
"Not really," said the redhead. "It's a pain in the ass, though."
"I think you're the perfect choice for my team, then...Tessa."
The redhead's eye's narrowed. "How do you know my name?"
"Not important," said the man. "I can tell you, however, that I know who you are and what you can do."
"Sounds like a smoke screen, Pops."
The stranger sighed. "You're going to make me do this the hard way, aren't you?"
Sherry/Tessa shrugged. "Bring it."
"All right," said the stranger in his gravelly voice. "If that's what it's going to take, let's do it."
"You got it, Pops," said the redhead. She put her hands to the side, palms up, and raised them. Toward the back of the store, several bottled six packs rose in the air, then turned on their sides, aimed at the stranger. "Now you get to see that I'm not just another pretty face."
"That remains to be seen," said the stranger.
Tessa smiled. Then she thrust her hands forward, index fingers extended, and the bottles began to shoot forward missile-like, one at a time.
The stranger ducked and whirled, avoiding the flying bottles. One-by-one, the bottles launched themselves in a flat trajectory, moving with surprising speed, but each sailed past the stranger without pause. One bottle changed direction and flew at the woman, but she whirled and kicked the bottle away.
"Not bad," said the stranger to the woman, "but it's showing off."
"I know," said the woman.
"Now," said the man, turning back to Sherry, "it's my turn."
"Oh, really?" said the redhead, kicking off her shoes.
"Yes," said the man.
The redhead slipped her top off and tossed it to the side. "You're pretty confident for a guy dodging flying coke bottles."
"I know," said the man. "I'm like that sometimes."
Tessa reached behind her back and unhooked her bra, freeing her breasts. "I'm just going to have to knock you down a peg or three, Pops."
The man walked toward the redhead. "I'm looking forward to that."
"You're going to be..." The redhead had just removed her pants and panties, and the now naked girl blinked in sudden realization. "Hey, wait a minute...!"
The man twirled his finger, and the girl turned around and bent over.
"Hey!" said the redhead. "What the hell...?!"
The man unzipped his pants. Then he stepped forward and gripped the redhead's bare hips. "I've got talent, Tessa...like you."
Tessa's hips began to wriggle as the man's hardness pressed against her sex. "C'mon, now," she said. "Let's not be hasty."
"I did try to be reasonable," said the eye-patched man. "Now I'm just going to be convincing." Still holding her hips, the man slid his cock into the redhead.
"Oh!" said Tessa. "Hey! Stop! I'm convinced!"
"I know," said the man, "but now I'm committed." He continued stroking into the redhead's pussy with measured thrusts.
"Why...why aren't my powers working...?" said Tessa, her breathing slightly ragged.
"My name is Hunter, Tessa," said the man, his stroking continuing unabated as Tessa wriggled more, "and people like you are what I do for a living."
"Stopping you, he means," said Cale, casually leaning on Kim's upraised ass. "Doing you is just a job perk."
"Okay! I get it!" said Tessa. "I was bad! I'll...I'll...I'll...omigod, I'm gonna...gonna...ohhhhhhhhhhhh...!"
Tessa writhed as her body melted into helpless orgasm. Hunter remained silent, but apparently he was cumming as well, as his breathing increased and he held the girl's wriggling hips firmly against his pelvis.
A minute later, Hunter pulled out and stepped back. A red-faced Tessa snatched her clothing from the floor.
A megaphoned voice from outside sounded. "This is the police," said the female voice. "Come out with your hands up."
"So," said Hunter, "This is it. What do you think about joining my team, Tessa?"
"My butt is getting cold," said Kim.
"Why would I join your team?" asked Tessa, her eyes on the door.
"For starters, I can make your police problem go away," said the man. "More importantly, you can become part of something that will mean something- maybe everything- to the people of Chrystal Heights. My special forces psionics unit will be the last line of defense against the more unusual threats unique to our city."
"Unusual threats?" said Tessa.
"Yes," said the man. "For that, I need a team of unique individuals with unusual talents and skills. Individuals such as Cale here or yourself."
"I can't feel my fingers," said Kim.
"I have a police record," said Tessa, "from when I was younger."
"Irrelevant," said the man. "You have unusual talents and you're cool under pressure. I can mold you into something more."
"I see," said the redhead.
"Oh, tell her the best part, boss," said Cale, her voice sarcastic.
"What's that?" said Tessa.
The man sighed. "The team name hasn't been embraced by everyone yet," he said, "but we're called the PsiCATs."
"Can you believe it?" said Cale. "The frickin' PsiCATs!"
"That's not so bad," said Tessa. "Aren't you the hardass. Geez."
"Fucking meow!" said Cale. "Soft enough for you?"
"Enough," said the man, and for a moment, Tessa saw the flicker of power and authority that allowed this man to lead a team such as the one he was proposing.
The megaphoned voice sounded again. "Last chance to come out with your hands up!"
Tessa sighed. Then she said, "You know, this might be the career move I've been thinking about. Let's try it for a little while, shall we?"
"I think we can agree to that," said the man.
"Would whoever is squeezing my butt please stop?" said Kim.
Everybody looked at Cale. "What? What? She said it was cold!"
"All right, guys, let's go," said the man.
The door opened and a woman stuck her head inside. She looked at Hunter and lifted a megaphone to her mouth.
"How'd I do, boss?" said the woman, speaking into the megaphone.
Hunter rubbed his ear. "You did fine, Olivia. Good job."
Olivia giggled. "Thanks, boss!"
"What about me?" said Kim.
Cale yanked Kim to her feet. "There you go, babe," she said. "Don't say I never did anything for you."
"I want to go with you guys!" said Kim.
"Fine," said the man impatiently. "but you're support staff, not frontline. You work with Olivia."
"All right!" said Kim. "I'll do it!"
"In that case," said the man, "welcome aboard."
"Oh, I get a friend!" said Olivia. "Yay! Who is she?"
Hunter walked toward the door. "She's The Tesseract."
"Oh," said Olivia. "You mean, like, the four-dimensional analog of a cube and stuff?"
Kim blinked. "Well...um...yes, actually."
"Oh, cool!" said Olivia, throwing her arms around Kim in a hug made awkward by Kim's wrists still being locked behind her head to the dog collar. "Like, welcome to the PsiCATs, Tessacutie!"
She giggled, then scurried out the door after Hunter and Cale.
"Thank you," said Kim, but everyone was out the door. She blinked, then said, "Hey...guys, wait up! Can someone unlock me? I need my clothes!" She hurried after them, bare hips wriggling. "Guys...?"
NEXT: PsiCATs: Wren
1. PsiCATs: Cale
2. PsiCATs: Olivia
3. PsiCATs: Tessa
4. PsiCATs: Wren
5. PsiCATs: Hunter
PsiCATs: Tessa
By: Chrystal Wynd
"Are you sure you want to do this, Kim?"
Kim nodded, barely hearing Beverly's words. She knew her friend was concerned for her safety, but Beverly didn't understand the things that drove her.
"There're too many criminals on the street," said Kim. "Too often the rights of everyday people are compromised. The police are over-burdened. It's time someone took a stand for the common people."
Beverly rolled her eyes. "Kim," she said, "you're preaching again."
Kim laughed. "I know," she said. "I have to practice, don't I?"
Beverly shook her head. "You worry me, girl," she said. "What makes you think you can just run out and fight crime like you're Batgirl or something? You're twenty years old, you know...isn't that a bit old to be playing superhero?"
Kim pulled her long brown hair into a ponytail. "Fifteen years of gymnastics. Twelve years of martial arts. Heck, I've even got fifteen years of ballet," she checked her utility belt one last time. "When that guy tried to mug me last weekend, I took him out so quick and easy, it was a joke!"
"One criminal doesn't make you a superhero, Kim."
"I'm not meant to sit around having babies, Beverly," said Kim. "I'm meant for a life of action. And I'm going to get it...as the Tesseract."
"As the *what?*
"The Tesseract."
"You're a giant flying dinosaur?"
"Tesseract, you bimbo, not pterodactyl."
"Sistahs can't be bimbos, girl. Just you white girls. Anyway, what's a tess...tesser...tess...what you said?"
"Tesseract. It's the four-dimensional analog of a cube."
"All right, I *know* you made that shit up."
"No, I didn't."
"Well, it's a good thing you took all those dance classes," said Beverly, "considering you're going to be running around in nothing but a leotard."
"It's a black bodysuit," said Kim. "It worked for Cat Woman."
"And look what happened to her."
"True."
"Actually, it's probably good you're going like that. They'll be too distracted to notice you're not wearing much of a mask."
"What's wrong with my mask?"
"A thin piece of black cloth wrapped over your eyes? That's it?"
Kim chuckled. "It's mysterious."
"You need more than mystery to stop the bad guys, girlfriend!"
"I'll be fine, Beverly," said Kim. "Besides, I have a few surprises on my belt, just in case."
"Girl, you worry me."
*****
"All right," said the guy, waving a large hunting knife. "Everyone put their hands up and nobody gets hurt."
"That means now," said the other guy, brandishing his tazer in a menacing manner. Eying the weapons in the hands of the pair, the customers in the convenience store raised their hands.
"Right," said the first guy. "I'm Larry, he's Barry and this is our sister, Sherry."
The thin redhead stepped forward. "Good afternoon, everyone," she said. "This won't take long. Hand your wallets and jewelry to my partners and we'll be out of here quickly."
Larry leaned in and whispered to Sherry, "You were supposed to call us your brothers, remember?" he said. "To throw off the police."
"Right," said Sherry, rolling her eyes. "My bad."
"Hey! Cashier!" said Barry. "Empty the register!"
"Get some lottery tickets," said Larry. "You never know."
A voice sounded out. "Don't bother," said the female voice. "You've already got a ticket...to jail."
Larry, Barry and Sherry looked toward Kim, who was standing in the doorway. Then they exploded into simultaneous laughter.
"Omigod!" said Sherry, wiping a tear. "You're not serious! Who are you? Bratgirl?"
"Tesseract, actually," said Kim, detaching a coil of rope. The ends were weighted.
"You're a giant flying dinosaur?"
"No," said Kim, her eye twitching. "It's the four-dimension analog of a cube."
"C'mon, Barry," said Larry. "This girl needs a spanking, and we're just the fine gents to give it to her."
"Yep," said Barry, joining Larry and moving toward Kim.
Kim twirled the rope around and suddenly whirled it at Larry's legs. They wrapped around his knees, tying them together and causing him to tumble to the ground.
Barry watched his partner fall, so he wasn't paying attention when Kim's foot drove into his stomach. He wuffed and bent over, dropping his tazer. Kim whirled on one foot and kicked him in the mouth. Barry dropped to the ground, dazed.
Larry saw his partner drop. He kicked off the rope and rolled to his feet. He waved his knife menacingly.
"C'mon!" he said. "I can take you! C'mon! Are you chicken?"
Kim smiled. She took a step, then suddenly somersaulted forward, kicking Larry in the face in the process. Larry blinked, trying to clear his head. Kim took another step forward and kicked him squarely between his legs.
Eyes bulging, Larry squeaked and grabbed his crotch. His knees folded like wet pasta and he dropped to the ground with a whimper.
"Wow," said Sherry. "They really weren't worth a damn in a fight, were they?"
"They never had a chance against The Tesseract," said Kim. "So, are you coming quietly or do we have to fight too?"
The redhead laughed. "Oh, we'll have to fight, too," she said. "Sorry. Union rules, you know."
"You have a union?"
The redhead rolled her eyes. "Joke," she said. "Aren't you a bit young for this? How old are you?"
"How old are you?"
"I'm twenty-four," said the redhead, "but I asked you first."
"My birthday isn't important," said Kim. "Justice knows no age."
The thin criminal smiled. "Hot damn. You're a sparkplug, Pterodactyl girl."
Kim smiled. Then she took two steps and leaped at Sherry. The redhead jumped to the side, but Kim whirled and her scything foot barely missed the rapidly back-pedaling redhead.
"Not bad," said Kim, "but I have a surprise for you."
Kim pulled two small globes from a pouch in her belt and hurled them to the ground directly in front of the redhead. Oddly-colored smoke erupted from the tiny dual explosions, and Kim's opponent disappeared from view, obscured by the thick mist.
Kim heard her opponent coughing. Then she heard the hidden redhead's voice.
"What the hell is this stuff?"
Kim laughed. "That's a special concoction," said Kim. "It's an epidermal aphrodisiac. It has interesting short-term properties. It gives boys a ridiculously powerful and sensitive erection. Against girls, however, it's much more effective for crime-fighting. As you've no doubt noticed, every part of your skin is now erotically enhanced, and your erogenous zones have been amplified beyond your ability to control your reactions. You're far, far too distracted to fight, Red, and, judging by your silence, too busy touching yourself to even hear what I'm saying."
Kim watched the smoke carefully, waiting for it to dissipate. It hovered in place, however, and didn't seem to be breaking up. Then Kim heard the redhead's voice again.
"Damn, that sounds like good stuff, Tessa-whatever," said Sherry's voice, "but you really should make sure you know your opponent before you share information like that."
Kim spun to her left and realized her opponent was standing to the side of the smoke.
"How the heck did you get out of the epidermal aphrodisiac?" asked Kim.
The redhead smiled. "You're a superhero, right? Well, I guess that makes me a super-villain. I project solid shields and shapes with my mind. So if I'm attacked with smoke or gas, I can form a shield around my body, so it never touches me."
"I see," said Kim.
"Yes," said the redhead, a huge smile forming, "and if I'm attacked with smoke or gas, I can capture it in a sphere and return it to its rightful owner."
A heartbeat later, the significance of her opponent's words sunk in. Eyes widening, Kim spun to cartwheel away, but it was too late. She was trapped in an unseen sphere, surrounded by the purple smoke.
"Oh!" she said, trying to spot her opponent through the hazy purple mist. "Omigod, let me out! You have to...have to...ohhhhh...!"
Kim shuddered as erotic heat spread across her skin like baby oil. Her nipples hardened and every minute movement sent ripples of arousal throughout her body. She ran her tongue across her lips and whimpered in need. Pressing her knees together, she squeaked as she lubricated helplessly, her hands pressed between her thighs.
Kim vaguely registered that the redhead had dropped her sphere, allowing the mist to dissipate, but the damage had already been done and the effects would last for several minutes at least. Kim was a wet mess and would be stuck like this until the effects faded.
"Wow," said the redhead. "That really is good stuff!" She stepped forward and flicked Kim's nipple.
Kim shuddered and stumbled back against the counter, moaning incoherently. She knew she had no chance, but she kicked out a foot, hoping against hope it had some effect.
The redhead laughed as Kim's foot bounced off her shin. "Feisty!" she said. "But now I feel like showing off. It's time to show you what else I can do."
Kim followed only about half the words. She was wriggling in intense need and far too distracted to consider a plausible escape.
"You see, I didn't tell you *everything* I can do," said the redhead. "I have another little power."
Kim blinked, trying to sift through the words. It became moot as Kim's outfit suddenly exploded from her body, leaving the girl clad in only her utility belt and soft-padded boots.
"Oh!" said Kim, her chin wet from drool. "Sssstop..."
"Telekinesis, I think it's called," said the redhead. "I can move things with my mind. But I guess you already figured that out." Sherry walked closer to Kim. "I'm enjoying myself. I've never gotten to defeat a superhero before, so I'm going to wallow in this for a minute. Besides, I want to give our audience a little show," she added, nodding to the spellbound crowd.
Kim wanted to protest, to fight back, anything, but erotic heat swirled throughout her body. Her belly twitched and jumped in aroused need and her nipples were so rigid, they ached. Her fingers slid helplessly over her achingly electric clit.
The redheaded girl watched Kim with amusement. After several seconds, she shook her head.
"All right," she said, "I'm convinced. That stuff is the real deal. And you tried to use it on me, so I'm going to have to punish you." The redhead reached out and grabbed Kim's wrist, pulling the girl's hand from her sex.
"No!" shouted Kim. "Stop it! Don'tmmmmppphhhh...!"
Kim's eyes widened again as she suddenly realized her mouth had locked in an open position. She couldn't close her mouth, but what little sound was coming out was muffled.
"You have an invisible ball gag in your mouth, cutie," said her opponent, "and now I think it's time for me to enjoy myself."
"Mmmmppphhh!"
The redhead grabbed Kim's bare shoulders and turned her around. She then pressed her pelvis against the helplessly over-stimulated heroine's ass and pressed her breasts against Kim's back.
"You poor thing," said the redhead, whispering in Kim's ear as her fingers slid along Kim's bare trembling belly. "You are soooooooo hot and twitchy now!"
The redhead's hands circled Kim's waist, meeting at the heroine's navel. They unhooked the utility belt and slid it off the girl's otherwise naked midsection.
"Mmmmpphh! Mmmmmmpphh!"
"There we go, cutie," said her opponent. "That's got to feel better."
Kim heard a thud behind her, as if from far away. A tiny part of her brain untouched by the smoke registered that her opponent had tossed her utility belt to the floor. Kim then felt her opponent's hands on her wrists for some reason. Too late, Kim realized that the redhead had discovered the handcuffs in her utility belt. Kim's wrists were handcuffed together in front of her.
Then Kim's wrists suddenly shot straight up over her head. Kim stood for a moment, her arms pointing at the ceiling, unable to move. Then her handcuffed wrists dropped behind her head close to her shoulder blades.
"Mmmmpppphhh!" said Kim. "Mmmmmpppphhhh!" Kim's skin was still highly sensitive, but she was able to form semi-coherent thoughts at this point.
"Quit whining," said the redhead. "I told you I could move things with my mind. Ah, here we go. Very convenient...a dog collar display right next to your naked ass."
Kim blinked. "Mmmpphh?" she said. Then she felt something sliding around her neck. "Mmmmppphhh!" she said, trying to struggle. Too late, she realized her opponent had just roped a dog collar around her neck and through the handcuff chain as well. Her wrists were locked together and secured to the back of her neck as well.
The redhead released her hold on the handcuff chain and dog collar, but grabbed a handful of Kim's hair. "All right, cutie," said the redhead, turning Kim around. "Let's show everybody your goodies."
Kim's cheeks burned as she realized everybody was staring at her naked body. Larry and Barry leered openly. She tried to twist away, but Sherry maintained too tight a grip on her hair.
After a minute, the redhead turned Kim around and bent her over the counter. "Larry, Barry," she said, "be a couple of sweeties and slide those boots off her, would you?"
Larry moved to her right side and slid the girl's boot from her foot. Barry did the same to her left.
While one hand pressed Kim's shoulder blades, the redhead's other hand patted Kim's bare bottom. Kim clenched her teeth, but couldn't stop her hips from twitching and writhing at her opponent's touch.
"Oh, my gawd," said the redhead. "I just realized something. You're straight! You've never had a girl handle you like this! Oh, this is going to be fun."
Kim's eyes widened as she felt the redhead's slim fingers slide into her wetness. "Mmmmpphhh! Mmmmppphh! Mmmmppphhh!" she said, her hips writhing helplessly.
"Oh, poor little Tessa-whatever isn't used to having a girl's fingers in her va-jay-jay," said the redhead, her digits stroking into Kim. "Hell, I'm guessing little Tessa-whatever hasn't had much of anything in there."
"Mmmmppphhh!" squealed Kim indignantly. Her thighs parted helplessly, allowing the redhead more room. Kim's chin was wet with drool as her mouth remained locked in an open position.
"Ohhhhh, I know what we're going to do," said the redhead. "Now this will be interesting."
Kim gasped as she felt the redhead's fingers suddenly slide out from her sex.
"Don't get too comfortable," said the redhead. "You're going to miss my fingers in a moment."
That's when Kim felt a thickness pressing into her wet, naked sex.
"Mmmmmppphhh!" she said. "Mmmmpphhhhhhh!"
"Ohhhh, yeah, it's working," said the redhead, now holding Kim's wriggling hips. "You're getting done by an invisible strap-on, Tessa-whatever!"
Kim tried to resist the sensations flooding over her, but her long over-stimulated body ignored her. Her hips bucked back, her ass meeting the redhead's pumping pelvis. Kim's cheeks burned in humiliation, but she was unable to stop herself from wriggling like a slut as her female opponent screwed her silly with an invisible strap-on.
"Damn, this is hot," said the redhead. "If I produced sperm, I'd be impregnating you in about one minute."
"Mmmmmmpppph!" said Kim. "Mmmmppphhh!"
"That's it, Tessa-whatever," said the redhead. "You complain too much. I know just what you need for a new outlook. Give me one moment to adjust my toy."
Kim blinked again, wondering what Sherry meant. Then her eyes widened as she felt pressure against her tight rear opening.
"MMMMMPPPHHH! MMMMPPPPHHHH!"
"I know you've never had it back there, Tessa-whatever," said the redhead. "Big surprise, right? Anyway, you won't be able to say that anymore when I'm done with you."
The redhead resumed her stroking, but now she was stroking into Kim's tight ass as well as her sex, and the effect was making the heroine's eyes glaze.
"Not much longer, sweetie," said the redhead, her breathing becoming more ragged. "This is so hot, I think I might finish before you do. Oh, yeah."
Kim shuddered helplessly as she moaned into her invisible ball gag. She knew what was about to happen. She screamed mental commands at her body to ignore the incessant pumping, but she couldn't stop it. Despite the fact a girl was banging her silly, despite the fact she was being anally violated, her body overruled her brain. With a sudden squeal into her invisible gag, Kim began orgasming.
Kim wriggled and writhed as her body bucked in frenzied heat. Her belly muscles twitched and jumped and every nerve screamed with heat as pleasure swirled through her rebellious body. Vaguely, she registered her opponent had stopped stroking into her and was now simply pressing deeply inside her. Both tight holes were filled completely. Then she registered her mouth was empty and she was squealing helplessly in orgasmic release.
A minute later, Kim was still trying to catch her breath. Her knees were weak and she couldn't have stood, even if her red-headed opponent hadn't been sprawled across her back. Then she felt the weight lifted as her opponent recovered.
"Wow, Tessa-whatever," said the redhead. "You were awesome! I haven't had a cum like that in ages! You pass the 'I'm a cute sex-toy super heroine' test! Yay!"
"And you fail the 'I'm a focused super-villain with priorities and a strong sense of the importance of time-management when robbing a convenience store' test," said an unfamiliar voice.
The redhead turned at the voice. Larry and Barry lay on the ground, apparently unconscious. A tall, muscular woman stood over them. She wasn't the one who had spoken, however.
A man stood just to the side of the unconscious thugs. He was dark-haired and even taller than the woman. A dark patch covered his left eye. His one good eye held hers and it was obvious he was the one who had spoken.
"Oh, really, Cyclops?" said the redhead. "Are you the one who's going to spank me?"
"I suspect the police can do that quite adequately, if they ever get here," said the man. "Did you really think in the age of cell phones you could just stroll in, linger around robbing the place and not get the police called?"
The redhead shrugged. "Maybe I did take too long," she said, taking a couple steps away from Kim. "They still have to catch me."
The man stepped forward and patted Kim's rounded bare bottom. "Of course, I don't really blame you..."
Kim's voice piped up as she wriggled in indignity. "Could somebody uncuff me, please?"
"...but it was still very irresponsible," said the man.
"Sorry you disapprove, pops," said Sherry. "Did I look concerned about your opinion? I didn't mean to, if I did."
"I'm sure it was a misunderstanding," said the man. He turned as the woman walked up from behind him. "What is it, Cale?"
"Tessaract is cute and all," said Cale, patting the super heroine's bare ass as well, "but do you really think she's good enough to work with the team? I mean, who the hell names themself after a flying dinosaur?"
Kim wriggled indignantly once again. "A little help, please!" she said.
"I never said we were here for Tessaract," said the man.
"Do I have to be here for this?" said the redhead, a trace of tenseness in her voice. "I have a platoon of police to deal with soon."
"That doesn't bother you?" said the man.
"Not really," said the redhead. "It's a pain in the ass, though."
"I think you're the perfect choice for my team, then...Tessa."
The redhead's eye's narrowed. "How do you know my name?"
"Not important," said the man. "I can tell you, however, that I know who you are and what you can do."
"Sounds like a smoke screen, Pops."
The stranger sighed. "You're going to make me do this the hard way, aren't you?"
Sherry/Tessa shrugged. "Bring it."
"All right," said the stranger in his gravelly voice. "If that's what it's going to take, let's do it."
"You got it, Pops," said the redhead. She put her hands to the side, palms up, and raised them. Toward the back of the store, several bottled six packs rose in the air, then turned on their sides, aimed at the stranger. "Now you get to see that I'm not just another pretty face."
"That remains to be seen," said the stranger.
Tessa smiled. Then she thrust her hands forward, index fingers extended, and the bottles began to shoot forward missile-like, one at a time.
The stranger ducked and whirled, avoiding the flying bottles. One-by-one, the bottles launched themselves in a flat trajectory, moving with surprising speed, but each sailed past the stranger without pause. One bottle changed direction and flew at the woman, but she whirled and kicked the bottle away.
"Not bad," said the stranger to the woman, "but it's showing off."
"I know," said the woman.
"Now," said the man, turning back to Sherry, "it's my turn."
"Oh, really?" said the redhead, kicking off her shoes.
"Yes," said the man.
The redhead slipped her top off and tossed it to the side. "You're pretty confident for a guy dodging flying coke bottles."
"I know," said the man. "I'm like that sometimes."
Tessa reached behind her back and unhooked her bra, freeing her breasts. "I'm just going to have to knock you down a peg or three, Pops."
The man walked toward the redhead. "I'm looking forward to that."
"You're going to be..." The redhead had just removed her pants and panties, and the now naked girl blinked in sudden realization. "Hey, wait a minute...!"
The man twirled his finger, and the girl turned around and bent over.
"Hey!" said the redhead. "What the hell...?!"
The man unzipped his pants. Then he stepped forward and gripped the redhead's bare hips. "I've got talent, Tessa...like you."
Tessa's hips began to wriggle as the man's hardness pressed against her sex. "C'mon, now," she said. "Let's not be hasty."
"I did try to be reasonable," said the eye-patched man. "Now I'm just going to be convincing." Still holding her hips, the man slid his cock into the redhead.
"Oh!" said Tessa. "Hey! Stop! I'm convinced!"
"I know," said the man, "but now I'm committed." He continued stroking into the redhead's pussy with measured thrusts.
"Why...why aren't my powers working...?" said Tessa, her breathing slightly ragged.
"My name is Hunter, Tessa," said the man, his stroking continuing unabated as Tessa wriggled more, "and people like you are what I do for a living."
"Stopping you, he means," said Cale, casually leaning on Kim's upraised ass. "Doing you is just a job perk."
"Okay! I get it!" said Tessa. "I was bad! I'll...I'll...I'll...omigod, I'm gonna...gonna...ohhhhhhhhhhhh...!"
Tessa writhed as her body melted into helpless orgasm. Hunter remained silent, but apparently he was cumming as well, as his breathing increased and he held the girl's wriggling hips firmly against his pelvis.
A minute later, Hunter pulled out and stepped back. A red-faced Tessa snatched her clothing from the floor.
A megaphoned voice from outside sounded. "This is the police," said the female voice. "Come out with your hands up."
"So," said Hunter, "This is it. What do you think about joining my team, Tessa?"
"My butt is getting cold," said Kim.
"Why would I join your team?" asked Tessa, her eyes on the door.
"For starters, I can make your police problem go away," said the man. "More importantly, you can become part of something that will mean something- maybe everything- to the people of Chrystal Heights. My special forces psionics unit will be the last line of defense against the more unusual threats unique to our city."
"Unusual threats?" said Tessa.
"Yes," said the man. "For that, I need a team of unique individuals with unusual talents and skills. Individuals such as Cale here or yourself."
"I can't feel my fingers," said Kim.
"I have a police record," said Tessa, "from when I was younger."
"Irrelevant," said the man. "You have unusual talents and you're cool under pressure. I can mold you into something more."
"I see," said the redhead.
"Oh, tell her the best part, boss," said Cale, her voice sarcastic.
"What's that?" said Tessa.
The man sighed. "The team name hasn't been embraced by everyone yet," he said, "but we're called the PsiCATs."
"Can you believe it?" said Cale. "The frickin' PsiCATs!"
"That's not so bad," said Tessa. "Aren't you the hardass. Geez."
"Fucking meow!" said Cale. "Soft enough for you?"
"Enough," said the man, and for a moment, Tessa saw the flicker of power and authority that allowed this man to lead a team such as the one he was proposing.
The megaphoned voice sounded again. "Last chance to come out with your hands up!"
Tessa sighed. Then she said, "You know, this might be the career move I've been thinking about. Let's try it for a little while, shall we?"
"I think we can agree to that," said the man.
"Would whoever is squeezing my butt please stop?" said Kim.
Everybody looked at Cale. "What? What? She said it was cold!"
"All right, guys, let's go," said the man.
The door opened and a woman stuck her head inside. She looked at Hunter and lifted a megaphone to her mouth.
"How'd I do, boss?" said the woman, speaking into the megaphone.
Hunter rubbed his ear. "You did fine, Olivia. Good job."
Olivia giggled. "Thanks, boss!"
"What about me?" said Kim.
Cale yanked Kim to her feet. "There you go, babe," she said. "Don't say I never did anything for you."
"I want to go with you guys!" said Kim.
"Fine," said the man impatiently. "but you're support staff, not frontline. You work with Olivia."
"All right!" said Kim. "I'll do it!"
"In that case," said the man, "welcome aboard."
"Oh, I get a friend!" said Olivia. "Yay! Who is she?"
Hunter walked toward the door. "She's The Tesseract."
"Oh," said Olivia. "You mean, like, the four-dimensional analog of a cube and stuff?"
Kim blinked. "Well...um...yes, actually."
"Oh, cool!" said Olivia, throwing her arms around Kim in a hug made awkward by Kim's wrists still being locked behind her head to the dog collar. "Like, welcome to the PsiCATs, Tessacutie!"
She giggled, then scurried out the door after Hunter and Cale.
"Thank you," said Kim, but everyone was out the door. She blinked, then said, "Hey...guys, wait up! Can someone unlock me? I need my clothes!" She hurried after them, bare hips wriggling. "Guys...?"
NEXT: PsiCATs: Wren