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Under the city streets, strapped to a metal table, tubes injected into her limbs, stomach and chest, Velma Jane Elkman lay asleep. She'd spent hours trying to pry loose from her restraints, only to find they were stronger than her. The doctors waited until she'd fallen asleep to inject the tubes into her body. They planned to introduce her slim body to an enhancer. Code named TX-57/MCLE, this serum was supposed to improve the subject's overall status, granting things like increase build via augmented muscle mass, heighten strength and endurance, keener senses, invincibility, and last, but not least, the ability to further increase in these fields.   "Press the button," one doctor ordered.   "But Subject isn't rea..." "I said PRESS IT." The other doctor tried to reason with his coworker, but he was curious as to what would happen, and his curiosity got the better of him. "Fair enough," he replied.    Pressing the button, the doctors watched as a green substance was moved from a

"Let me get this straight," Ultra-Girl begins, allowing her bulky, powerfully muscled body to bulge tightly so as to intimidate her much smaller ― and muuuccchhh weaker — counterpart. "You think you can possibly even come close to gaining even a tinny, winny, litty, bitty fraction of an ounce of what my body, this body, contains?!" Ultra-Girl makes sureher body is poppin' with those big, strong, hefty muscles. "Mmmmm, darling," she starts, flexing her left arm to get her powerful bicep to pump up, veins pulsating to add emphasis to its heftiness, hardness, and power. "My thick, powerfully sculped body is perfectly designed." She flexes her bicep harder. "You can't possibly hope to come anywhere close to matching my build." Supergirl looks up at her, embarrassed, yet determined, her face right at her opponents massively perky breasts. "I'll still defeat you! I've been training for this very fight." She demonstrate this by flexing her own arms (which are muuuccchhh smaller compared to