Ms Virtue: A Bold Beauty (Chapter 1) (Patreon)

Nexxus City Comicon, Saturday afternoon…

“Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome our actor Guest of Honor, Irina Hoffman!”

The tall, busty actress strode out in her Ultra Woman costume. There was a quick intake of breath as the audience drank in her stellar glory, a woman some people thought was the most beautiful heroine in the Whisper Comics universe. Definitely the the best female body in the movie franchise. 

The crowd of young and old, nerds and geeks, suddenly roared with joy. Her fast stride made her barely contained boobs jostle precariously in those half-moon breast cups, long brown hair bouncing sexily down her back, and tall stiletto heels clacking loudly.

Irina stopped just short of the podium to strike a sassy pose, showing off all her amazing curves. Showing off that black corset-teddy, with silver decorations around her bosom, silver belt, and high cut legs that made her legs look ten miles long. Legs sheathed in dark pantyhose and black patent thigh boots. Her wrists were encased in silver bracers up to her elbows, with a matching silver choker around her slender neck.

“Hello, Nexxus City!” she shouted in her deep contralto. Then she stepped behind the podium and spoke into the mic. “Thank you for such a warm welcome.”

She stepped to the side and struck several classic Ultra Woman poses. The crowd went wild.

“Ultra Woman! Ultra Woman! Ultra Woman!” the crowd chanted.

Her smile was radiant, baby blues all but sparkling. 

“No evil villain can stand before my Ultra Power!” she declared, though of all the heroes in that universe, she was the one defeated and captured the most. She was kind of synonymous with BDSM, as well. Word was that Irina didn’t like it one bit and was trying to change the narrative, as well as future storylines. “Villains beware!”

She clashed her bracers together before her chest and graced them all with a steely-eyed gaze to wild applause. But as she stepped behind the podium to begin her speech, four masked and robed villains raced out onto stage. They had her bracketed, two from either side. Irina looked left and right, frowning.

That’s not in the script? she thought. 

Despite it not being in her script, Irina didn’t panic. The newcomers were dressed as her four main villains: Mad Markie, Kitty Katniss, Hyjinx, and Professor Binder. Then she glanced at her handler, who looked confused. 

Are fans going rogue again? They better not lay hands on me this time, or I will press charges.

They laid hands on her. “Hey now! I didn’t agree to this!”

Kitty Katniss seized her left wrist, trying to twist it behind her back. Irina cried out in alarm, and then lashed out with a foot to the shin. The unknown woman grunted, but just held on tighter. Then Mad Markie grabbed her right arm and twisted it behind her back, while she bucked and kicked left and right. As soon as Kitty Katniss got her other arm back, Professor Binder snapped handcuffs on her.

“Nononono!”

That was shocking enough, but then Hyjinx slapped a damp cloth over her mouth and nose. 

I swear, I’ll scream if he musses up my makeup!

Hyjinx held her tightly to his chest as the other three villains began to strut around, hamming it up, and calling out their disdain for Ultra Woman. Just acting like fools, while she noticed an odd medicinal smell from the cloth. And then everything in her world shifted, turned, and started spinning. She didn’t know up from down, night from day. Irina forgot her own name as she felt the villain sweep her off her feet and start carrying her away.

“Mmmmmmm,” she moaned, no longer coherent enough to even fight them.

“We have captured your beloved Ultra Bimbo!” one of the fake villains shouted. “Bwhahaha!”

The crowd shouted and jeered, but mostly they laughed. Ultra Woman getting captured, KOed with gas, and carried away in chains was standard operating procedure for her character. 

The four costumed, masked villains quickly rushed the shapely actress off stage, through the back stage, and out an emergency exit. A utility van waited idling. They carried her into it, and then the van burned rubber getting out of there.

Back in the auditorium, the crowd stood around in confusion. Getting restless. Why wasn’t Irina coming back? The con staff raced up on stage, looking shocked and confused. An ominous silence fell over the crowd.