Colbalt Jade

(story continues from Paragon Vs Plastica 8) 8 8 Paragon vs. Plastica by Cobalt Jade Chapter 9: Dim Sum and Diamonds Lori and Darlene sat down to afternoon dim sum at the Dragon Pearl, the largest restaurant in Chinatown. Waitresses wheeled heavy metal carts up and down the aisles, announcing in sing-song voices the names of their treats: sho mai, ban gow, dumplings, noodles, soups. Darlene looked at everything with amazement. She’d clearly never eaten dim sum before. “What’s that?” she kept asking. “And that? And that?” ...

8 8 Paragon vs. Plastica by Cobalt Jade Introduction The story behind the story of “Paragon vs. Plastica” is a long and twisted one. About three years ago I became obsessed by the idea of writing a superheroine bondage story. This isn’t unusual for me. Whenever I read a new kind of netfic I want to try it out. Transformation porn? I’ve got ideas. Gatchaman slash fanfic? Can’t wait. Erotic sword and sorcery? Yum! So it started. ...

(story continues from Paragon Vs Plastica - Introduction) 8 8 Paragon vs. Plastica by Cobalt Jade Chapter 1: Xenon Trapped Xenon scanned the darkness ahead of her, but saw only old cranes, tubing, vats, and other industrial detritus. She flipped her visor over her eyes, which let her scan the area with its infravision capabilities. Nothing. Still, she had to cautious. Plastica – the former Dr. Polly Mehr, a resin and plastics expert – was known for her traps. ...

(story continues from Paragon Vs Plastica 01) 8 8 Paragon vs. Plastica by Cobalt Jade Chapter 2: Grand Opening “Hey, Cinn, do you know where Shana went to?” Cinnabar Steele – also known as Scirocco, the founding member of Team Paragon – shrugged and returned to the newspaper, biting into a jelly donut. “Who knows? She’s never been one to lead a tame life.” Lori blushed. Cinnabar was putting it mildly. Shana, or Xenon as she was known to criminals, often returned from her wild nights on the town bragging of her conquests. She’d even confided to Lori she’d gotten her clit pierced. Lori couldn’t imagine doing such a thing. Ouch! ...

(story continues from Paragon Vs Plastica 02) 8 8 Paragon vs. Plastica by Cobalt Jade Chapter 3: Welcome to the Dollhouse Plastica spread the papers over the carpeted floor of Paula Jean’s condo. They controlled the formation of a new mannequin production company for which she would be the chief owner, stockholder, and CEO. Plastic Fantastic, she decided. That would be its name. Lori took her seat at the gleaming black table where the members of Team Paragon gave their weekly reports. They met in the “empty” loft next door to Cinnabar’s and Lori’s own, which served as the team’s headquarters. Thick, steel-reinforced walls made it nearly impenetrable. It had to be, as it housed scientific equipment, vehicles, records, and the teams’ increasingly sophisticated surveillance and computer equipment. It hadn’t been breached… yet, but then, most criminals wouldn’t be so bold. They, along with superheroes, operated in the gray area between the mundane world of law and order and the fantastic realm of science fiction and fantasy, and a code of mutual silence between the two ensured only heavily edited adventures ever made the press. ...

(story continues from Paragon Vs Plastica 03) 8 8 Paragon vs. Plastica by Cobalt Jade Chapter 4: Team Paragon Moves Out Lori and Cinnabar walked grimly through the Sexateria doors as soon as the store opened. Cinnabar glanced casually round her, not as an eager shopper but as a seasoned crimefighter: checking faces, postures, and routes of escape, even though it was likely nothing would happen to them in a crowded store. The women of Team Paragon were very careful to keep their mundane identities a secret, but it was possible for the dogged to discover them, just as they had discovered Plastica’s. Lori often wondered why it didn’t cause more problems than it did. Often there seemed to be an unspoken code about superpowers meeting outside of costume. ...

(story continues from Paragon Vs Plastica 04) 8 8 Paragon vs. Plastica by Cobalt Jade Chapter 5: Old Enmities Awaken Plastica glanced up from her workdesk long enough to discover which cell phone was ringing, then grabbed it with her free hand. “Hello?” Plastica said, barely remembering to soften her voice into the Paula Jean’s sexy southern drawl. “Paula, it’s me,” Kate Spolington said. “I got your message when I came in this morning and yes, I did look. That mannequin by the dungeon is gone. I looked all over the store, and it isn’t there.” ...

(story continues from Paragon Vs Plastica 05) 8 8 Paragon vs. Plastica by Cobalt Jade Chapter 6: Cinnabar Cubed Noelani waited until Plastica’s red sports car was out of sight, then turned her attention to the condo below. It looked ordinary enough, but there was a blandness to it… it didn’t really looked lived in, despite the scattered clothes and the wigs. The only touch out of the ordinary was the row of crystal dishes pushed up against the dresser mirror. Each contained a different color pill: pink, white, green-and-white, black. So that’s how she keeps three different identities going, Noelani thought. Uppers. ...

(story continues from Paragon Vs Plastica 06) 8 8 Paragon vs. Plastica by Cobalt Jade Chapter 7: Defenses Down Sweet Goddess, no! Please don’t let it end like this! Cinnabar struggled vainly against the confines of her plastic tomb. The vibrator squirmed inside her, stimulating her against her will; with every silent pant she lost precious oxygen. Helplessly orgasming, tears streaming from her eyes, she could only stare bleakly ahead as the conveyer belt carried her to her doom. She couldn’t have been rendered any more impotent. ...

(story continues from Paragon Vs Plastica 7) 8 8 Paragon vs. Plastica by Cobalt Jade Chapter 8: A Friend Lends a Hand Special thanks to CMQ for lending me Cosmic Girl from his Fem-Fantastique story series. “What’s with you, Lori?” Cal said. Lori halted guiltily by the cafeteria entrance, her arms full of books. She’d called that morning to tell him she couldn’t meet him for lunch. But he hadn’t gotten the message and gone ahead to the cafeteria anyway. “I’m sorry Cal, but I can’t do lunch today.” She hefted the books. “I have a big research project that’s due.” ...