Captain Fluffball standing on a third floor fire escape, watching an alley that one of her favorite targets often uses to slip out of his lair. Bouncing Boy, that overly fat young man who can inflate his body until he is the shape of a beach ball, only about three times larger.

Bouncing boy, like all the so called super hero's in New York was seriously unhinged since his lover Flare and been murdered, Fluffball was just trying to keep him off the streets at the moment until that volcano of emotions cooled down. Of course she was, by a black ops government group, the designated villain until the normal population of villains could recover and she hated it. Still the option, the complete eradication of her family, friends and ex-lovers kept her in line. She'd once been perfectly human, no more since that group had gotten their claws into her.

Truth was that the most powerful 'Super' in New York would have met a very untimely end at the hand of any comic book hero, but that was the difference between reality and fantasy. Fluffball herself was more like the old comic villain Paste Pot Pete, she just used her intelligence to her advantage, that and a very large file of supposedly secret information on the heros, like their home address's.

A sound of heavy feet clomping along the brickwork came to her so with the tiniest of smiles (mainly because her new animal features could not smile) she activated her trap, a simple structure of tiny mortars that fired fast acting poly-whatever plastic capsules. As Bouncing Boy cleared the alleyway he was covered with dark purple plastic balls that shattered, covering him with liquid plastic. As if on cue he started to inflate, so did the plastic, until he was dangerously close to exploding but the plastic simply hardened around him.

"Okay cat, you win again" he called out, deflating as he did so. That plastic shell deflated with him, mostly. It was hardening, crackling and popping as it shrank. In minutes it began flaking away leaving a purple stained 'hero' standing alone, then a tiny plastic skeleton dropped down in front of him, a voice recorder announcing;

"Greetings Infidel, I am Achmed the dead terrorist. You are now dead, like me!"

Bouncing Boy couldn't hold it, he started laughing and that laughter began the healing process he needed. Flare was dead, nothing could change that but the two men who had killed him were still running free. They wouldn't be for long. With a soft chuckle Captain Fluffball slipped back into the shadows, leaving her humiliated enemy standing alone, shaking his head in disbelief. There were other men who would catch his heart, but none as strongly as his first lover Flare. That man had been everything to Bouncing Boy, too bad he had turned out to secretly be the New York Jack the Ripper.


Art & Colour © Shana (FA/DA) https://www.furaffinity.net/user/shana
Character, story and concept © Mr. David R. Dorrycott (FA/DA)

No, she is NOT in your favorite fantasy.

And yes, that is an Imperial Officers uniform, she was a huge Star Wars fan long before her capture and 'modification.' To put it in her own words... "Down with the Resistance! Hail High Lord Vader."