Black Widow's Sexy New Symbiotic Catsuit
Chapter 14: Controlled Substance
A few days later…
Maria and Natasha sat attentive in Fury's office as he looked over their files.
"Breaking and entering a top-secret SHIELD facility. Stealing multiple SHIELD vehicles. Breaking into and subsequently releasing a prisoner from a SHIELD prison. Aiding and abetting a fugitive, that's on you, Agent Hill. And don't get me started about the explosion that killed two of our agents… that investigation is still ongoing."
He took the files out of Maria and Natasha's respective folders, and ripped them to shreds in front of them.
"I'm sorry," Fury admitted. "For everything. Natasha… I've known you for a long time. I should have trusted you."
"Given the evidence against me," Natasha replied, "I would have made exactly the same decision if I were in your shoes, sir."
Fury turned, looking at the video footage streaming into his laptop.
"Betty Brant. This plan was YEARS in the making. She knew exactly where to hit us, how to use us, use SHIELD to complete her perverted plan… She's going away for a very long time. To the facility you broke into, if you can believe it. Don't worry, the guards come equipped with better tools to take down symbiotes," Fury said with a mild chuckle. "Oh! That reminds me! Your friend, uh, Jake. Is that right? Well, he's officially employed by us now. With all these symbiote incidents over the years, he's a good man to have on hand. He's at the prison facility right now, in fact, studying what exactly Miss Brant has turned herself into."
Maria and Natasha turned to each other and smiled. Despite how unsure things looked when they were on the run, the uncertainty that their normal lives would ever resume, everything, for once, turned out okay.
"What about Androvich?" Maria asked.
"A full pardon. That's what you promised him, right? Well, that plus political asylum here in the United States, provided he inform SHIELD, the State Department and the CIA with everything he knows about his mother country."
Fury handed Maria a new folder. "Agent Hill. You are tasked with tracking down, with Androvich's help, the Latverian sleeper cells that helped Miss Brant. You will investigate everything she did up to her being hired here, and what, if any, information she had access to or sold to other powers."
Maria stood up and received the file as Fury saluted her. "You are relieved, Agent Hill. SHIELD and the United States of America thanks you for your service, your cunning ingenuity, and you apprehending Betty Brant, the mole who would undermine this organization if it weren't for your and Agent Romanoff's help. "
Maria walked over and hugged Fury, who reciprocated. Maria then walked out of the office, winking at Natasha.
"Now, Agent Romanoff…" Fury said, contemplative.
Natasha fidgeted. She rubbed the long sleeves of her standard issue SHIELD uniform, longing for the catsuit to provide calm to her in moments like this…
"Your friends in the Avengers have been asking about you. It's not usually a good moment when Tony Stark asks why his friend is considered the most wanted person in the world. Or when Captain America asks you to question whether or not someone you trust is capable of things you're accusing her of."
Natasha smiled, humbled.
"There will be a raid on a HYDRA camp 0800 hours. Meet on the Helicarrier Independence, which will escort you to the battlefield. Oh, and you can go wearing this."
Fury laid her catsuit on his desk. He had confiscated it shortly after Natasha was brought back to SHIELD HQ and allowed to change into her regular uniform. She had never thought she would wear it again, considering all the trouble it caused.
"REALLY!? You mean it!?"
"Our best scientists examined this thing. Whatever influence you have had on it, it's different than any other symbiotic thing we've encountered before. Considering factors out of your control brought this suit into your life, and you operated it as a tool for good in a perilous situation, you are the absolute only person on Earth I trust not only to wear it, but to use it well. According to SHIELD, your catsuit is what we consider to be a 'controlled substance,' something that has usually been used for evil… but in the right hands, can fight that evil better than anything else."
"What about what happened with Betty?" Natasha asked. "She used it herself-"
"The scientists say that it got some upgrades from Betty Brant. Apparently, some of her powers transferred over when she put on the suit," Fury responded. "You'll have some new capabilities you'll have to figure out."
Natasha picked up the catsuit in her arms, grateful she could put it on again.
"Use it well," Fury commanded.
"I will," Natasha said, walking over to Fury and kissing him on the cheek. "Thank you."
Natasha was excused from work to prepare for her rendezvous with the Avengers. She returned to her apartment, where she excitedly stripped down naked, preparing to don the catsuit again.
"Okay there," she said to it as she put her legs through the suits' bottom appendages, "what new abilities have you given me this time around?"
She put her arms through, shifted the suit to be as tight and comfortable around her body, and zipped up the back.
She stood there, with nothing happening with the suit.
"Huh. Well, I guess I could get it into its regular, full-symbiote mode…" Natasha said out loud. In her head, however, she imagined the Chimera that Betty Brant had turned into. It was a monster, yes, but yet, Natasha remembered how the new transformation accentuate Betty's natural assets, making stronger, taller, more powerful…
Natasha felt her muscles under the suit, changing, becoming stronger. She felt changes in her skin, and she looked down at her hands, noticing they were becoming the rubbery-flesh previously seen on Betty.
"I can't believe this… the Chimera! It's happening" she screamed out loud.
The suit stayed in position, unchanging. But it accommodated changes in Natasha's height, physique, curvier hips, bigger breasts and tighter ass.
Natasha saw her hands and feet become black, the same color as the catsuit, and now adorned with the symbiote features she had seen earlier.
Natasha's face began to change, the more-symbiotic mouth full of sharper teeth and a longer tongue modified Natasha's naturally beautiful face, turning into something different, less human but still beautiful.
Natasha glimpsed her new appearance in the mirror. She was still wearing the catsuit, intact. But now the catsuit had a black widow symbol in between her larger breasts. Otherwise, her hands, feet and head looked much like Betty's had when she had transformed into the Chimera, Natasha's ravishing red hair the only hint of the young woman who was underneath.
"Oh, wow," the newly transformed Natasha commented to herself. "Thissss really is something ssssspecial…"
Her transformed features reverted back into her regular catsuit as she put on her boots and wrist weapons and prepared to go into battle.