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Epilogue

Later that evening Super Girl took to the skies once again. After a long internal debate, she decided to give her skimpy, or better said more streamlined costume one more airing out. With the picture of it in all the papers, media playing video practically non stop, one more night would not hurt.

Tonight she halted a speeder, two store robberies, one lost dog and a stranded, and a small fire where she actually stopped and posed for a few pics with the firefighters. Was she enjoying this newer outfit. For a brief moment, did she feel a hand touch her rear when posing or was it just her imagination. Inside the woman of steel felt a wave of excitement as her new sexualized personal began to reveal itself. In only a few days, people initially shunned the skimpy outfit to now her becoming a symbol of empowerment. No longer should women feel ashamed to show off their feminine features, especially if it also highlights her athletic abilities. As she thought to herself while flying through the cool night air, 'could it be alright?'

"ESPN had athletes pose naked to show off their hard work and while many view that as enticing, it was also empowering!" She blurted aloud. "I can do this, I can wear what I want and if I want to wear this or the old suit, then so be it. I like who I am I like what I look like, I like being looked at. This is a whole new me! I will wear this uniform with pride, to hell with what others think."

A call for help was heard from below. Super Girl immediately flew to the ground to discover a man trapped under a fallen tree limb. Onlookers began to gather.
"Super Girl, help him, please." A frantic woman cried out. Super Girl looked at the large fallen tree limb, then, taking a learned page from her previous incident, went to the back side of the scene, facing away from the crowd. No camel toe pictures this week. As she bent at the knees, grabbing a strong hold of the very heavy branch, Super Girl thought just how much more flexible this outfit was proving. Not only did it hide better under her civilian wear, it was more practical. She could overlook the sex nature of the wear and just focus on becoming a positive body role model for all women. This would be the beginning of a whole new self. As she placed both hands to get good leverage, she jerked upwards only to hear a sound she was not expecting. The tearing of fabric split nearly completely front to back. Opening up her entire crotch, effectively splitting the lower half of her costume into two part barely held at the elastic waist band.
'Why did I decide to go without today?' she thought to herself.

Flying from the scene in such a blur, using the branch as a cover from any potential cameras, Super Girl headed home. Standing completely naked in her kitchen she tossed the garment in the metal trash can and heat vision it into ashes.


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