Vixen | Crashed Photoshoot

Vixen had made her way through the streets of Metropolis. She is on her way to yet another photoshoot at Monarch Studios, not a worry in her mind. As for a week straight, there was no crime in Metropolis... A first really... Like not even a mugging? Despite her thoughts, she carried through into the building, making her way into the designated room, her footsteps carrying her curvaceous, athletic figure. Stepping into the room, Mari had easily garnered the attention of the entire crew and she smiled, "Raise the cameras... Not your eyes. Your payday is here." She stepped onto the white backdrop and had immediately begun striking poses for the cameras, accentuating her curves and natural beauty, even in her superhero wardrobe, because why not, her identity as Vixen was already well known.

As she was hitting her final pose, looking back over her shoulder toward the cameras with a confident smirk. She is standing with her legs slightly apart, highlighting her round ass and her overall athletic build. Her right hand is resting on her hip, while her left hand is brought up near her chest. There was a sudden crash into the building, quickly she gained the speed of a cheetah and dashed for the crew and saved them from the debris, before standing in front of them protectively. Her arms slightly out wide from her body, as skin was glistening with sweat, she turned her head over her shoulders and demanded the crew exit the premises.

Refocusing on the gaping hole in the wall, a large figure was beginning to approach from the dust-up, Vixen quickly gained the powers of a spider and hurried to a wall and adhered to a wall and climbed up, then she leaped to a high-clearing lighting truss, as she was in a deep crouch her hands gripping the foundation beneath her, her powerful, thick and shapely thighs coiling in preparation. Her breasts, large and full, they heave softly. As the dust settled, Mari’s hand flew to the amber-eyed fox head of her Tantu Totem. She felt a cold pressure against the back of her mind... It was Grodd’s telepathic signature. Knowing Grodd is a genetically altered gorilla with tremendous strength and intelligence, and psychic powers who is the tyrannical ext