Mrs Incredible trying on her old super hero suit!

Story by  veender

"All right, Helen..." Bob Parr, also known as Mister Incredible began as he walked down the hall to the bedroom he shared with his wife. "Violet's in a study session with that boy she likes, Dash is out with his friends, and I left Jack Jack with Ed... na..." He trailed off once he entered the room, seeing his wife standing proudly in front of a full length mirror, dressed in her original Elastigirl costume.

She had always been a shapely woman, but in her years of government-mandated retirement from being a Super, Helen's eating habits caught up to her quickly. Her breasts ballooned out in a matter of years, each one currently nearing the size of a basketball, the fabric stretched so tightly over her chest that Bob could see her nipples faintly poking out from beneath its surface.

Elastigirl's hips had always been her most famous trait. Her husband recalled dozens of articles about her figure, with several of them devoting perhaps a bit too much time to describing that bodacious booty. He briefly wondered what they would say if they could see her now, with hips wide enough that she could sit on two stools with cheeks still spilling over the seats.

Of course, the flat, trim tummy she'd flaunted on many a trip to the beach was long gone, replaced years ago by a gut that seemed to grow with each year. Her costume failed to cover the squishy ball of belly completely, leaving small strips on the side exposed along with her love handles.

Bob briefly glanced at his wife's thick thighs, the supple pillars squished by her red thigh-high boots bfore his attention returned to the thong-like rear of the costume which had been practically swallowed up by his wife's immense rump.

Keeping her back to him, Helen looked at her husband in the reflection of the mirror and grinned at his dumbfounded expression. "When you're done gawking, pick your jaw up off the floor and tell me how good I look." She told him with a soft chuckle, the muscular man quickly realizing her was staring and came back to his senses quickly.

When Bob failed to find words to express the multitude of emotions that were causing his brain to fail at speech, his wife turned to give him a view of her in profile and decided to keep the conversation going. "See?" "I told you it would still fit!" The bulging brunette exclaimed proudly while slapping the side of her belly. The impact caused the orb to wobble from side to side several times while causing the rest of her plump frame to jiggle with slightly less intensity.

Mister Incredible finally found his voice as he remembered a conversation he and his wife had a week earlier, clearing his throat before speaking. "Okay, I admit I had my doubts. I knew your costume could stretch, but-" Bob began before his wife stretched out her arm and placed a finer to his lips to silence him.

"Think very carefully about your next words, mister...!" Helen warned with a playful-yet-intense look in her eye. The fat former Super was surprisingly sensitive about her weight. One moment, she could be completely at peace with it, but the second someone commented on it they were in the danger zone of Helen's wrath.

"I- you- uh- you didn't let me finish!" Bob stammered quickly, absentmindedly tugging on the collar of his shirt as his mind raced to come up with a good response. "What I was going to say was that even if you're a bit... rounder, you're still as beautiful as the day we met."

Helen smirked and rolled her eyes, playfully bumping a fist against her husband's shoulder. "Nice save, Mister Incredible." She looked back to her reflection once again silently for nearly half a minute. His wife didn't have to say a word but Bob could tell that she was reminiscing about her glory days as a Super. He knew because he'd done it himself not too long ago when he put on his old costume.

With a long, wistful sigh, Helen reached up and pulled off her mask before saying, "Well this was a fun trip down memory lane. But I think Edna really outdid herself on the new one." Silently Bob nodded in agreement, looking over to the closet to his side before an arm reached across the room once more, grabbed his chin and gently turned his gaze back to his wife.

"Now that we know I can put it on, how about you help me... take it off?" Helen asked with a smile, flashing a pair of bedroom eyes that the Super could never deny.

"Yes ma'am!" Mister Incredible answered as he held his wife's hand lovingly, following with a spring in his step.

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