Patreon Prompt 59

Prompt:  Life as a superhero has its ups and downs, as the Spectacular Sponge Woman comes across a supersized, sweaty villain that leaves her bloated in a quite peculiar way.

   Following the calls over the police radio, the Spectacular Sponge Woman arrived at the scene of the chaos. Upon seeing her spongy, yellow skin, bystanders and cops alike shared a moment of hope that she would be able to end the chaos. Sponge Woman shared the exact same expression of hope, even as she came face to face with the person responsible for the trouble.

   To say the woman was large was an understatement. Her bountiful rolls of cellulite-speckled flab were more than enough to call her supersized. However, her true girth came in the form of a persistent barrier of three-foot thick perspiration surrounding her body. Anyone who came dangerously closed to the obese woman was flung back by her stench and tendrils of her sweat. The woman’s face was twisted into anger at the mere idea that anyone would attempt to stop her one woman riot.

   Just before the Sweaty SSBBW could add another victim to her tally, Sponge Woman leapt into action. Grabbing hold of one of the villainess’s tendrils, she held on tight as she was pulled into the mass of perspiration and fat. The sweaty woman pressed Sponge Woman deep within her fat rolls in an attempt to drown her. However, this had all been part of Sponge Woman’s plan.

   Activating her powers, Sponge Woman began to absorb the barrier of perspiration into her body. As the villainess flailed her arms and cried out in anger as each droplet of sweat was taken away, Sponge Woman’s lithe body began swelled up to enormous proportions. Exhausting herself with wild movements and efforts to out sweat the hero left the villainess panting for air. With an earth-shaking thud, the villainess plopped to the ground from heat-exhaustion.

   The crowd cheered as they ran forward to congratulate Sponge Woman on another job well-done. A collective sound of disgust was forced out of the onlookers when they got within a few feet of the bloated, elephant-sized mass that was their savior. At the epicenter of the sweaty mass, Sponge Woman could only gasp as sweat beaded down her immobile form. It was times like this that she had to reassure herself that being a hero wasn’t always a glamorous profession.