“Platinum Panther, is everything okay?” Mnemonica entered her team mate’s workshop, her brow furrowed. The resident telepath of the Libido League ran her fingers through her strawberry blond hair, scratching where her mask had rested for hours on patrol.

The other heroine didn’t look up. Her dark-circled eyes were locked on a wall of computer monitors. The genius inventor rarely wore anything other than T-shirts, sports bras, and yoga pants, but Mnemonica was used to them being different yoga pants every day. “Sure. I’m fine. Why wouldn’t I be?”

“Well, you haven’t captured a supervillain in weeks,” Mnemonica replied, working her way between workbenches. “The rest of the League doesn’t mind taking up the slack in protecting the city, but you’re usually so motivated. We’re just worried about you.”

“No need to worry. I’m going to go capture a villain right now,” Platinum Panther said, trundling into her armor before the telepath could get close enough to read her thoughts. “He’ll be a real bad guy! You’ll see!” Activating her rocket boots, she soared into the sky.

Across town, Platinum Panther landed at an exclusive rooftop restaurant. The only patron was a ravishingly beautiful woman wearing a low-cut dress and priceless necklace. The heroine dusted off her shining armor. She even tried to adjust her hair through the titanium helmet as she approached. “Okay, Venus de Milo. Your spate of robberies ends here.”

“Again? This is the third time you’ve tried to arrest me this week, Panther.” The villainess yawned. “Tried and failed, I should add.”

“I’ve learned from my mistakes.” Platinum Panther’s hips rocked slightly as she squeezed her thighs together. “I’ll get you this time.”

“Really? Fine.” Venus held out her arms, wrists together. “You win. Take me away.”

The heroine stopped in her tracks. “You’re not going to try to stop me?”

“If you’ve learned from your mistakes and are ready for me, why should I bother, Panther?” She arched an eyebrow. “Unless you want me to resist?”

“What? No. I wouldn’t want that … unless …” The heroines knees sagged. She ran one hand over the metal breasts of her armor.

“Unless what? Unless the wind happened to catch my dress just so?” Venus reached up and pulled the neckline of her dress open, revealing her perfect breasts. “Unless I said that any heroine who arrested me wouldn’t get to kiss my tight little nipples? Is that what you mean?”

“Yes, divine Venus.” Platinum Panther dropped to her knees, her body trembling with lust.

“Good. Then get out of that armor and get to work. I hope your tongue is well-rested, Panther. I expect far better performance from it than you gave on Tuesday. Chop chop.”