Fit for a Supergirl
By Evelyn York
My boyfriend had been very impressed when
I won that best body contest at my gym. I hadnÕt expected it either,
but it was the first time that I had really felt great standing up in front of
a crowd in a red sequined bikini.
ÒSweetheart, you looked absolutely
incredible!Ó
ÒOh, honey I feel so incredible. I
feel like I could bend steel with my bare hands,Ó I said laughing
We were sitting in our apartment sipping
tea. I got up and went into the kitchen to begin cooking dinner.
John looked up and watched me saunter into the kitchen. I was wearing
some really tight jeans and I thought he was looking at the sequined flap
pockets of the jeans but noÉhe was staring off into space, his imagination whirling
a mile a minute. I looked over my shoulder, flipping my long blonde hair
and putting my hands on my hips.
ÒLike what you see?Ó I said to him,
winking. He didnÕt respond. Then he shook his head and smiled at
me. ÒYou have no idea,Ó John said.
The next morning I got up with John and
he kept looking at me so strangely. It was almost like he was seeing me for the
first time. I loved it when John lusted after me like that. It made me
feel so sexy. So I took my nightie off really slowly. I cupped my
breasts and smiled at him. JohnÕs jaw dropped. I pulled out a very
sexy bra and panties set and slid the satin panties up over my thighs. I
slipped into the bra and cupped my breasts even more firmly upward. I
looked down at my breasts and they looked larger and firmer than ever in my
life.
ÒEvÉIÕd like to get you a little presentÓ
ÒOoooÉI like that idea.Ó I said.
He laughed. ÒI donÕt know how
youÕre going to take this.Ó
ÒUhÉthis sounds suspiciousÓ
ÒWell, you know my boss is having a
Halloween partyÉand your birthdayÕs coming up.Ó
ÒWhereÕs this goingÉcan we cut to the
chase here?Ó
ÒIÕd like to get you a custom-tailored
Supergirl costume.Ó
ÒThatÕs not a gift for me! ThatÕs
a gift for you!Ó I smiled at him. ÒBut sureÉwhy not? YouÕd better
throw in some jewelry to go with it!Ó
He walked over and gave me a sweet
kiss. John had this huge shit-eating grin on his face. I didnÕt
know what he had in mind but it was worth it for the expression alone.
A week later I met John for lunch at a
restaurant overlooking Ego Alley in downtown Annapolis. We sat down and
had some crab cakes. John opened by asking if I had an extra half hour
after lunch.
ÒYes, I think I can be a little bit late
going back to work.Ó
He leaned forward over the table and said
softly to me, ÒHow would you like to go to the tailor right after lunch?Ó
ÒTailor?Ó I said puzzled
ÒFor your costume,Ó he said
ÒCostume? Oh yes, the Supergirl costume.Ó
ÒThe shop is right down the street.
We can walk there in five minutes after weÕre done here.Ó he said.
Two crab cakes and twenty minutes later,
I found myself walking with John into a small shop on an obscure back street of
the town. A small sign in the window said ÒSmithÕs – Custom
Tailoring.Ó We walked in the door to see a small woman in her 70s, sitting behind
a desk piled with papers and piles of fabric.
ÒGood morning Mr. Compton. Is this your
Supergirl?Ó Mrs. Smith asked.
ÒYes, Mrs. Smith. Evelyn is just
that.Ó
Mrs. Smith got up from behind her desk
and walked over to me. She extended hand and I took it.
ÒEvelyn, IÕm Jane Smith. Your
husbandÉÓ
ÒActually, boyfriend, Mrs. SmithÓ I said.
ÒWell, it makes no difference. IÕm
pleased to meet you. I donÕt get commissions like this every day.Ó
ÒItÕs a lot of trouble to go to for just
a Halloween costumeÉÓ I said.
ÒWell, itÕs more than thatÉwell, never
mind. YouÕre a lucky woman.Ó Mrs. Smith said.
ÒThank you,Ó I said, smiling at John.
ÒNow, letÕs get started. Follow me into
the fitting room.Ó
I followed her into the fitting room with
John fast on my heels. I turned to him and put my hand on his chest.
ÒUmÉwhere are you going? I said.
ÒIÕm coming in to watch.Ó
ÒYouÕre going to watch me get fitted for
the costume?Ó
ÒSure, thatÕs part of the fun. ItÕs not
as if I havenÕt seen you naked.Ó
I looked at him and then I laughed. I put
my hands on my hips and took a deep breath. My breasts pushed out the pockets
of the white blouse and JohnÕs eyes opened wide. ÒWell, sweetheartÉletÕs just
see how I look as Supergirl.Ó
I bent over and unzipped my boots and
slid them off. I unbuckled my silver belt buckle and unbuttoned my jeans and
skinnied out of them until they slid to the floor. I slowly unbuttoned my top
and let it slide to the floor. I stood facing the tailor. ÒYour bra and
panties too please.Ó
ÒYouÕre kiddingÓ
ÒThey wonÕt fit underneath the bodysuit.Ó
ÒI suppose my belly ring wonÕt either.Ó
ÒEvelyn, would you please step up on the
platform and put your arms out?Ó
ÒSureÓ
The seamstress measured my hips, waist,
arms including the size of my bicep and width of my shoulders. Lastly,
she measured underneath my breasts and then I felt the cool feel of the tape
brush across my nipples as Mrs. Smith performed her art.
ÒJohn, you werenÕt exaggerating.
Your girlfriend is quite a physical specimen. Like no one IÕve ever
measured before.Ó
I wasnÕt quite sure what she meant by
that, so I stood up straight, feeling almost comfortable in my nakedness now. My
six feet, one inch in height towered over the tiny seamstress and yet she had
no problem touching every part of my body that she needed to. By now John had
gone into a kind of daze staring at my breasts. My nipples were becoming
incredibly hard as my body received the kind of scrutiny that was more intense
than even my gynecologist gave me.
Mrs. Smith handed me the blue leotard
after I popped my bra off and pulled down my panties. It was an incredibly thin
fabric but it had stretch to it. I stepped into it and started pulling it up. I
pulled it up to chest level and it seemed to pull up my breasts as I pulled the
bodysuit over them. Finally I got to the sleeves and the shoulders and it
seemed incredibly tight.
ÒYou have very broad shoulders, young
lady,Ó the woman said. ÒIÕll have to let it out in the shoulders and take
it in a little around your midriff.Ó
I felt her pin the cloth more tightly more
tightly at my middle, taking in the fabric until just beneath my breasts. Once
she completed the pinning and marking of the bodysuit, came what seemed to be a
portentous part of the process. Mrs. Smith pulled a richly embroidered ÒSÓ rune
and placed it across my breasts where their swell brought the fabric to its
tightest point.
A half hour later we were done. I
kissed John goodbye as I walked back to work.
ÒThanks, Ev. That was fun.Ó
ÒYou know. I didnÕt think IÕd enjoy it,
but I did.Ó
A week later we were back in the shop to
try on the finished garment.
Mrs. Smith handed me the box. It felt
like there was nothing in the boxÉjust packaged air. John smiled and
handed me another box. I opened itÉit was the red bootsÉwith four inch heels,
which came up to my knees. And then John handed me another little box. I sliced
the red wrapping paper open with my nail and opened the box. ÒHereÕs the
jewelry for your birthday,Ó John said. I picked up the earringsÉthey were
silver, long and danglingÉand had a Supergirl rune hanging at the end of the
dangle. I giggled and kissed John, and followed it with an even deeper kiss.
ÒOhÉI love them!!!! And I love you.Ó I
whispered into his ear and put my arms around him.
I let go of him and skipped and turned
around. ÒThis looks like a job for Supergirl.Ó I winked at him.
Walking
into the change room the world seemed to slow to a stop... but in fact I went into
super speed without even realizing it. I slipped out of my heels, unzipped my
skirt, unbuttoned my white blouse, and let my bra and panties fly into the
air. In a microsecond I had undressed and now I slid into the bodysuit, my
breasts pushing out the rune on the chest. I slid the flirty red skirt over my
hips, pulled my hair around and attached the cape and felt the cape brush
against my calves. I stepped into the boots and pulled them
up. I stood and the four inch heels boosted my height to a conspicuous 6Õ
5Ó. I looked in the mirror. I couldnÕt believe how I looked.
The incredibly tight body suit made my abs stand out in incredible
relief. My breasts looked incredibly firm and, well, bulletproof. I stood
with my fists on my hips and tried to pose like George Reeves in the fifties
Superman series. He looked so mighty and imperious in that opening sequenceÉand
as I looked in the mirrorÉso did I!
I
stepped out of the fitting room and John said, ÒThatÕs incredible! You
were just a blur.Ó
ÒYouÕre
amazingly fast, Ms. EvelynÓ Mrs. Smith smiled at me. She walked over to me,
pulled down the hem of my skirt. ÒWould you like me to take this up a
little more?Ó
I
spun and swirled the skirt so that it rose up nearly to my hips. I giggled.
ÒNo, I think itÕs just fine.Ó
ÒSo
I have satisfied customers then?Ó
ÒWell,
John, shall I just give you a different view?Ó I donÕt know how I knew I could
do this, but I gave a little hop and landed on the little podium. I shook out
my hair and put my fists on my hips and gave him the classic pose. I took
a slow spin in the air and then flew over and landed in front of John. I put my
arms around him as he buried his face in my hair.
I
whispered in his ear, ÒIÕm faster than a speeding bullet, more powerful than a
locomotive and able to leap tall buildings in a single bound.Ó
He
touched my earing and whispered backÉ.ÓLook up in the sky. ItÕs a bird,
itÕs a plane. NoÉItÕs SupergirlÉ
I
giggled. ÒI can change the course of mighty rivers, and bend steel with
my bare hands. Tell me. What turns you on about seeing me like this?Ó
ÒReally?
ItÕs because you look so incredibly sexy like this.Ó He looked down and saw my
nipples erect and poking against the bodysuit. ÒWhat turns you on about all
this? Your sexiness?Ó
I
whispered in his ear. ÒNoÉ ItÕs the power.Ó
I
stepped back and went into a bicep flex. ÒDo you want to feel my muscle?Ó I
teased him. John stepped toward me and ran his hand over my bicep. Then
he ran his fingers over the muscles of my abs, then moved his hand up and
traced the ÔSÕ rune across my breasts. I moaned at his touch as he cupped my
breasts and then stroked my hair.
I smiled and said, ÒThis
looks like a job for Supergirl.Ó I bent down and lifted him in my
arms. I turned and thanked Mrs. Smith. And with the words, "Up, up and
awayÉ.Supergirl!Ó I leapt into the air with John in my arms.