Power Lunch
 
 Karen Starr moved through the crowded lobby, StarrWare, her privately owned technology company. She was dressed in a tan business suit. She moved into an open elevator, hitting the button for her office. She suddenly hears a female voice call out �Hold that Elevator!� Karen, out of the corner of her eye, quickly saw a flash of purple and white move toward the elevator. She quickly hit the �Door Open� button on the elevator's button pad, stopping the doors in their tracks. The figure quickly ducked in between the doors, sliding beside Karen. With a twitch of the hand, she hit the �close Door� button, and turned to her newfound friend, only to find it was Lois Lane of the daily planet. There was a quick gasp of surprise as she realized who it was, as Lois stuck her hand out.
 
 �Lois Lane, Daily Planet. Mind if we have a word, Karen, or do you need to �take off� somewhere?�
 
 Karen took a moment to realize what Lois was saying. She hit the button for her office again, and the elevator began to rise. Karen's mouth went dry as she glanced at Lois again. Lois gave her a predatory look, much like a wolf stalking a sheep. Lois felt as if she was about to explode with excitement, a cruel smile on her lips. Karen's heart felt as if it was going to explode out of her chest. Karen knew a predator when she saw one, and it looked as if Lois was preparing herself for a feast.
 
 Lois spoke craftily, her wide smile never leaving her face. �How about an interview?�
 
 Karen nodded, noting the elevator ride seeming to take an eternity. �Sure.�
 
 She slowly nodded absentmindedly again, looking nervously at floor indication light as it counted the floors.
 
 Lois's mind raced, her plan set in motion. �Excellent.�
 
 The elevator doors finally opened into the hallway on the top level. She walked toward her office, glancing at the empty executive meeting room, reaching her office at the end of the hall. She sat down behind her desk, looking at Lois as she sat down in a plushy chair. Lois smiled, speaking after a few tense moments.
 
 �Karen Starr... I would have never known you were Power Girl if you didn't change on top of the Daily Planet last week...�
 
 Lois produced several pictures of Karen changing into her Power Girl costume, and slid them across Karen's desk. Karen looks at them as Lois speaks again, the greed in her voice filling the Kryptonian with uncharacteristic fear.
 
 �I know that you don't want anyone to find out who you are, Karen....� Karen took another swallow, her chest heaving inside of her suit.
 
 Lois continued. �And I can either tell everyone on the front page of the Daily Planet.... Or...� She paused for a moment, letting her words sink in. �you could give me something I want.�
 
 Karen listened intently, regaining her nerves as time went on. Her eyebrow raised with a bit of interest, her voice oozing with sarcasm. �Oh? And just what does the powerful Lois Lane want?�
 
 Lois smirked. What an attitude... she thought, her grin unwavering. �Power is more than sheer strength, Power Girl...�
 
 Lois took a stack of cards out of her purse. �Keep in mind that if I do get eaten, my compatriot prints the information and you loose anyway...�
 
 She begins to shuffle the cards, Karen's eyes watching Lois's hands, occasionally glancing up at Lois's breasts hidden behind her jacket.
 
 Lois continued, her heart racing, her body filled with an obsessive want. �Now, here's the deal. You and I will play a friendly game of strip poker, the looser becomes lunch. The winner gets a new set of tits to add to their own. Deal?�
 
 Karen thought for a moment, her own impressive chest heaving behind her pantsuit, her round Kryptonian bottom clenched. �Why are you doing this Lois?�
 
 Lois responded with the truthfulness of a heroine, but the ruthlessness of a villain. �Because I'm Lois Lane, I get what I want. And to be honest, I'm not sure if I want to add that chest of yours to my own, or become part of yours. So, as a result, we play to see what happens. Oh, don't worry, I'll have my compatriot leave the photos inside of your mail box, so all you have to do is swoop down there, and take them. Then you get to take me home, swallow me, where I assume that my poor human flesh won't stand a chance...�
 
 Karen caught Lois's gaze turn toward her chest, her inflection changing as she spoke that last sentence. There was a hidden quality of desire, of a longing. Lois did want to become part of her chest, about as much as Lois wanted a blonde dinner. Not that digesting a Kryptonian would be easy, really. Karen made a note to think about how easily her flesh would break down inside of another, as it might be important one day. Karen thought about the proposal for a moment, before sitting back up into her chair.
 
 �Deal.�
 
 Lois began to shuffle the cards, her mind filled with fantasies of both her consumption, and the rump of that lovely blonde as it slides down her throat. She begins to deal, staring at Karen's breasts. She speaks, staring at those hidden, luscious mounds, her eyes lost, speaking into the Kryptonian's chest.
 
 �we play 5 card draw, Jokers are wild, Aces are high. Wager your clothes, and nothing more.�
 
 All of the cars Lois dealt to Karen slide off of the end of the table, only to be caught by Karen's hands. Lois sets the cards in the middle, noticing that two cards, a two and a 5, are facing up. She gives a smirk, looking up to Karen.
 
 �oops...� Lois smirked, and bit her lower lip, looking at her cards.
 
 Karen looked at her cards, not really familiar with the rules of poker. She was beginning to regain her composure, her concentration returning to normal. She took a deep breath, her proud chest feeling heavy inside of her bra, tucked away behind her shirt. She began to try and remember to keep her face straight, not wanting to give Lois any hint to how bad her cards might be. Karen smiled as she looked up, trying to use her X-ray vision on the cards.
 
 Lois spoke a split second later, speaking rather proudly. �I painted the back of the cards with lead paint, so that way, you couldn't see them. By the way, I wager our shirts.�
 
 Karen only muttered �crap� as she looked at her cards again. She at least had a 3 of a kind. Well, most of one, except for a damnable 4 sitting between her 2 sixes and two eights. Discarding her 4, she drew another card, aiming for a 3 of a kind, and picking out a damnable 4. Lois looked up for Karen's response as she drew 2 cards.
 
 Karen thought for a moment. �Call And raise our bras.�
 
 Lois lay her cards down, proudly smiling. �A flush.�
 
 Karen lay her 2 pair down in front of a beaming Lois, who quickly spouts. �I guess I get to see both your sets of pairs, don't I?�
 
 Karen grunted as she stared at the cards, taking off her shirt, with Lois licking her lips as she watched Karen's hands open each and every button. The moment the shirt was pulled out from the skirt, her eyes shot to Karen's bra as she opened her shirt, catching a glimpse of Karen's round breasts as they sat inside of her bra. She locked eyes with them as Karen moved her arms behind her back, the massive breasts moving to and fro, the white bra finally discarded, dropped on to of Karen's shirt as it lay on the floor. Lois's heart skipped a beat as she began to shuffle her cards again.
 
 �OH my, what a pair...� She spoke with a nasty grin. �Oops, is your turn to shuffle, isn't it?�
 
 Karen shuffled the cards with super speed, as she looked at Lois's �innocent� smile. She began to shuffle the cards, beginning the next hand, the cold air in her office hitting her breasts.
 
 �yes, it is, thank you Lois.� Sarcasm dripped from Karen's voice as she spoke.
 
 The second hand soon began, with Lois loosing her purple sweater, and bra. It appeared Lois would be a rather delicious raven-haired entree, but Karen's advantage of having more clothing soon began to wear down due to several bad hands, and a few worse calls of judgment. Soon, Lois was sitting in her chair, stripped down to her stockings, starting down at a royal flush, while Karen was down to her panties, staring at the 3 of a kind she wanted in the first hand.
 
 Lois's grin grew wide, wider than it had been. �You loose, Karen.�
 
 Karen was dejected, but knew what her refusal to become a large breasted Kryptonian roast would mean for all of her friends. She took a deep breath before muttering �Where do we do this at?�
 
 �My apartment, I want to enjoy this, since I have the week off...�
 
 Karen got dressed, and followed Lois back to her apartment. Karen had taken the time to give all of her items to the lucky reporter, in addition to signing her business off to one of her trusted friends, along with a substantial sum of money. Lois opened her apartment door, and strutted inside, even dancing a bit as she made her way to the bedroom. Karen looked around at the immaculately clean apartment, her mind trying to find a way out.
 
 Lois was quick to order Karen around. �Lets go, blondie, and bring the TV with you. And the remote. I�m famished. �
 
 When Karen got to Lois's bedroom, she sat the TV on a nearby dresser, plugging it into the wall, and she turned to face a naked Lois laying on her bed, beckoning her forward.
 
 Karen walked forward as Lois out stretched her arms. �Lucky bitch...�
 
 Lois grabbed Karen's body by the ribs, guiding the Kryptonian forward. �Tell it to my breasts... oh, wait, thats where you're going!�
 
 Suddenly, Karen found her head inside of Lois's mouth, her shoulders quickly disappearing. With a swallow, Lois was manipulating Karen's breasts, rubbing them and toying with them to get them into her mouth. The ribs flowed afterward, the massive breasts poking out of Lois's throat like pillows stuffed into a sleeping bag, slowing down Karen's descent. Lois has a definite smile on her face as she swallowed Karen's stomach, the massive tits finally expanding out into Lois's stomach. Her lips began to roll over Karen's big, round bottom, before Karen's shapely legs disappeared from the world around her. Lois lay back stroking her bulging stomach, grinning.
 
 �I wonder How long you'll last....� She says, stroking her round, Kryptonian filled stomach.
 
 Lois's stomach began to churn, working on the Karen's invincible body. It slowly began to weaken, unable to replenish its strength from Earth's sun. Finally, after the third day, she began to break down into a nutritious soup. Lois simply turned on the TV and watched documentaries, and of course pornography. Her breasts began to expand and grow as she watched women fuck on screen, staring at their breasts as they rolled, bounced, and were fucked. She stroked her own expanding breasts, a wide grin forming on her face as she giggled in anticipation.
 
 Finally, after 4 days, Lois was able to move again, her breasts grown from C sized breasts to match Karen's D's. She continued to lay in bed, Karen disappearing at a bit of a faster rate now. By the 6th day, Karen had finally disappeared, and Lois sported a nice pair of breasts almost the size of her head. Lois thought they were a bit big, but they're God's-, er, Karen's gift to her. Of course, Her round bottom seemed to pack more of the Kryptonian, expanding slightly outward while seeming to pack more muscle, becoming as hard enough to bounce a quarter off of. Lois made a mental note to have someone try that sometime.
 
 �Very nice Karen... You really know how to become an �ass�et, don't you?
 
 
 
******Scat Scene Don't read further if you dont' like scat******
 
 With that, Lois walked to her bathroom, stroking her rather round stomach. She continued to feel the ever increasing call of nature, as if Karen had been ringing a door bell as well as knocking. Lois looked down at her stomach as she opened the door.
 
 �HUSH, already!�
 
 She smacked her stomach as she sat on the toilet, spreading her legs and letting her stomach spread in between her legs. She released her tight new bottom, as Karen began to slide into the water below. Lois smiled, enjoying a guilty pleasure alone in her bathroom, the only other visitor on her chest. She stroked her milk-filled breasts as her belly shrank, her fingers digging into the flesh. She flushed the toilet, sending Karen's legs swirling into the sewers. She brought her hands back into her stomach, stroking it lightly as what used to be Kryptonian bottom began to flow into the toilet. She pushed on her stomach, her rump suddenly becoming sore as a deluge of waste shot out of her bottom. She winced in pain, her muscles shooting even more ex-superheroine into the toilet. Lois rested a bit before groaning as she pushed the rest of karen into the toilet. There was a quick yelp as a mass of gnatted, stained ex-blonde hair shot out of her bottom. Lois whipped her bottom before flushing the toilet. She walked out of the bathroom, gathering Karen's clothes so that she could use them while shopping. They were a bit tight, but they would do, for now.