Distort(Women with various morphs and tf changes)
"Welcome Lilly!" She told her best friend as she opened the door. "Ready for game night?"
"I sure am! I found this old game in my attic" Lilly said, revealing the game she was holding. The box was kind of dusty, but the title said Distort. The two girls walked into Emma's living room, and set up the Game.
"So how do we play?" Emma asked. She opened the top of the box, and two stacks of cards fell out. She searched the box, but found no instructions.
"Well," Lilly began, "We shuffle the deck of cards. Then one person picks up a card, then the next person picks up a card and so on. I left one card at home, but we should be fine"
"So how do you win?" Emma asked.
"I'm not really sure," Lilly said "Lets just play for fun anyway"
"Alright. You are the guest, so you go first" Emma said. Lilly picked up the card, and her face instantly gained a puzzled look? Her card read:
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After School Special, Part 1
It was Parent Teacher Conference Day at the local high school - a day most teachers dreaded. Denise was no exception. The 24-year-old history teacher had managed to get through all but one of her conferences that day, and each one had been more difficult than the one before. They all had the same theme though: one of her students was failing her class, and the student's mother didn't think it was their kid's fault at all. Instead they all placed the blame at the feet of the teacher for not doing enough. So in Denise's mind the meetings were a waste of time; until the students themselves started taking responsibility and their parents held them to it, what more could she do?
It didn't help that Denise dressed like a fashion model in an area where fashion hadn't changed much in a hundred years. The moms came in wearing dresses that would have fit in on Little House on the Prairie, while Denise sported a paste
The Trouble With Curia 2Somewhere just outside of Queen City, at one of White Owl's training facilities:
White Owl opened the door and let out a gasp. "Curia!"
Strewn around the large training room were a dozen or more robots, all clearly incapacitated. Standing in the center was Curia, in her full Wonder Woman outfit, hands on her hips and smiling.
"I thought I asked you to take it easy on my training bots! I can't afford to keep replacing them every time you come by for a visit!"
"I WAS taking it easy on them! It's not my fault your robots aren't very powerful, Theena." Curia shrugged as she surveyed the wreckage.
"Well I matched their power to my own, Curia. SO I'd say they're plenty tough."
"Theena, I didn't mean to... It took everything I had to defeat them!" Curia declared.
"Look, I get it, you don't have to worry. You ARE the most powerful heroine on Earth. And I should be helping reinforce that, not try to compare you to me. After all, power
Partners in CrimeBeads of sweat began to dew along Barbara Gordon's forehead as she launched into yet another combat drill. Her flurry of punches sounded like a drum solo against her punching bag, and she grinned self-assuredly at how well she was doing.
It was hard to believe that just one year ago she'd taken up the moniker of 'Batgirl', prowling the streets of Gotham to mete out Bat-flavored justice, and even harder to believe that a year ago she'd thought of herself as 'fit'.
Only a few months into fighting the worst criminals Gotham had to offer had told her otherwise, and so she'd had to kickstart her training regimen, learning new aerobic exercises and new martial arts every week.
It had paid off spectacularly, and she'd bested every one of the would-be burglars and robbers that called Gotham their home. Little did she know that it also had caught the attention of one of Gotham's most notorious criminals.
A knock came from the door to her apartment and she flinched in surprise, whirling towards