Aunt Cass vs Helen Parr 01 - 09

“Gosh, I didn't think you were really up for this, Helen.”

“Neither did I, Cass.”

Cass and Helen.

In the world of superheroes, there have been recent calls for laws to limit the rights of superhumans. Cass has been advocating for people with superpowers to register and for the government to restrict their rights, and her passionate attitude and stunning looks have made her an icon of the superhuman registration movement.

 Helen, a member of the superheroine “credible girls,” is a prominent opponent of the bill, and her sexy body and crime-fighting accomplishments have made her a symbol of the bill's opponents.

The women have traded barbs in the media and on the internet, and people would argue over which of them was in the right (and which was the sexier MILF).

It wasn’t long before, one day, they came to a personal agreement.

With the hatred building up between them, they agreed to settle the score in the most primal way possible.

 “What in the world has brought you to this point, Cass?”

“Superhumans like you are a menace to this society, Helen, you're like giving a machine gun to a chimpanzee. You're all unrestrained narcissists, bent on showing off your twisted genetic deformities to everyone.”

“That's funny, I know what you're up to. One of your family members is a superhero. A machine-dependent, non-superpowered, regular guy. You think I don't know that you're trying to do - benefit the makers of hero machines by preventing people with superpowers from being superheroes?”

“What gives you the right to say that? Your entire family are famous genetic freaks, and I know you don't care about human rights, you just want the commercials that pay you and your family tons of money to not go away,” Cass said, pulling off her dark green t-shirt.

“I'm tired of you tarnishing my reputation in the media with such baseless accusations, so when you proposed this showdown, I was more than happy to oblige,” Helen responded, taking off her tight heroine outfit.

Now she was wearing only bikini bottoms, open finger gloves, and high heels, leaving her bare upper body exposed.

“Weren't you the one who spewed vicious rumors about me and my family on your Superstagram page? If one of us has to stop, this seems like the best way to do it,” Cass said chillingly.

“An unlimited MMA fight, no eye gouging, biting, and headbutting. Just woman against woman, using pure physicality, and no use of your freakish stretching abilities.”

“Sure, because I can beat the likes of you without using my superpowers, and the loser does the winner's bidding.”

The two voluptuous MILFs looked at each other and grinned…and they walked to a cage set up in the basement, once used as an illegal gambling fight cage.

“You've got quite the body, I'll give you that. I thought you were only good for stretching, although it was disgusting to see you using it to deliberately jiggle those breasts at your followers,” Cass said as they faced each other in the cage.

“Honestly, I didn't expect you to be so toned. I'm guessing you've been training? That's great, because I thought all you could do with that body was pose like a porn star for your supporters.” Helen shot back.

But inside, they were both a little surprised by each other's bodies, toned yet stunningly curvaceous, with solid abs and thick hips that showcased their femininity.

“Are you ready?”

“Let's get started.”