The 19 year old
Rita walked down the sidewalk, her belly swaying with each step as
she walked her way towards the strip club where she worked. Her
pregnant stomach would have looked gigantic on any frame, but Rita’s
5 foot frame made her more belly than woman. The taut skin of her 8
months pregnant with triplets belly was left exposed by the pink crop
top that held her DD cup breasts was stretched more over her massive
melons than her belly. Her black yoga pants attempted to rise over
the f

Can
you believe it? A new science museum, and this one's only a town
over!" squealed the teacher, bouncing up and down.
"Uh
huh..." said her aide. "And this one's got a touch tunnel
too..."
The
aide was staring the entrance of the attraction with a conflicted
look upon her face. Last time she'd been through one of these there
had been... unexpected discoveries which only SHE seemed to have
noticed. On one hand, it was bizarre. On the other...
"I'm
so glad they asked

"I
don't understand why we have to test the touch tunnel first,"
moaned the young teacher's aid.
It
was a famous and very popular exhibit at a local science museum, a
completely darkened maze that the kids had to crawl though,
navigating only by touch. It was designed for children, so for the
adults it was always kind of a tight fit. The TA was a woman in her
twenties and honestly felt these kids exhibits were beneath her
dignity. Plus she'd worn entirely the wrong kind of clothes for

“Gods that was a long day.” A
certain vault dweller said as she strips off her hardened leather
armour and places it on a desk by her bed leaving her in her pristine
Vault 111 jumpsuit, this vault dwellers name was Nora, she was once
married and had a child before the nuclear bombs dropped and she, her
husband, and her new born child had to evacuate to Vault 111, where
Nate was shot dead and her baby Shaun was kidnapped, and after a long
time of searching for him she finally found him, and t

“Aaaaand
missed me!”
A
determined smile played over Catwoman’s countenance as her lithe
leg muscles corded up to stop the momentum from yet another failed
forward kick. The Kryptonian clad in white had been directly in her
line of attack only a split second earlier, and now was nowhere to be
seen, her jeering, playful voice seeming to come from everywhere. Not
that this wasn’t expected, Catwoman had predicted Power Girl’s
tireless evasion, and had also predicted where her counterattac

A Side Story by AzurePheonix











A black screen faded in

to show a girl’s face covering the entirety of the screen. Her hair had a maroon hue to it and her eyes contained a dark amber coloring

in contrast to her light, pale skin and lips. Her facial