High in the executive suite of the famous Tri-Towers, corporate headquarters of the far flung Vandergilt industrial empire, billionaire philanthropist and business tycoon, Bedelia Vandergilt contemplated the unpleasant task she must perform, one she would rather have avoided. She had scheduled a late afternoon meeting with the Research Director of Vandergilt Laboratory, Dr. Zelda Gray. Bedelia was prepared to issue an ultimatum to the insubordinate executive. Zelda must terminate all further experiments with a serum that would confer superhuman powers on any normal human being, or face dismissal.

The formula was originally developed years earlier, by Bedelia's father, Dr. Ian Vandergilt, the brilliant scientist-industrialist who founded Vandergilt industries, and in the process laid the foundations for the enormous family fortune. The Research Director recently discovered Dr. Vandergilt's notes and research papers regarding the formula, in a derelict filing cabinet in the basement of the Research Tower. Belinda believed that her father destroyed all reference to the formula before his death. She was appalled to find out that copies of all research data still existed. She firmly believed her father's decision to repress the formula was for the best.

"If that formula ever fell into the wrong hands, it could cause incredible evil and suffering in the world! I can't understand why Zelda can't see how dangerous it is?"  Bedelia mused silently.

In spite of Bedelia's repeated requests, Zelda had continued to work on the forbidden project, virtually defying the Company CEO's authority. Now, it was time to put a stop to the situation, once and for all, even if it meant terminating the stubborn woman's employment with the Corporation. Bedelia would hate to lose Zelda, who was a brilliant scientist in her own right, though. Her contributions to Vandergilt Industries had been considerable.

When Zelda appeared for the meeting, the discussion rapidly became heated. Zelda shouted and swore in an offensive manner, that Bedelia was not at all accustomed to from her subordinates. In spite of her chagrin, she swallowed her anger, and icily repeated her order.

"It's final, Dr. Gray! That's IT! End of discussion! If you can't live with it, you have the option to resign, but remember all rights to that formula, belong to Vandergilt!"

Zelda furiously turned on her heel, and stalked out of the office, muttering angrily.

"Well that didn't go any better than I expected! She's brilliant but unstable! I sometimes wonder if she isn't mentally disturbed!" Bedelia sighed, as the furious Zelda stomped out. "I hope she cools off and sees reason! I'd really hate to lose her, but that formula is just too dangerous! Who should know better than me?"

As she marched back to her laboratory, Zelda was still muttering angrily to herself, blindly unable to understand why Bedelia was so opposed to the discovery being known.

"That bitch has always been jealous of me!  I'm as brilliant a scientist as her father was, and all she is, is a spoiled, rich bitch heiress! She just doesn't want me to upstage her precious father! According to his notes, the formula still had one problem the great Ian Vandergilt never solved; the subject animals were super powerful, all right, but they had a weakness to Duraniom! Maybe, I shouldn't have told the bitch I solved that problem? Although she was VERY interested in that particular aspect of the discussion! I almost had the feeling she might change her mind!"

"Why was she so interested in the Duraniom question, if she's so hot to repress the formula forever? If she doesn't want anyone to use the formula, what difference does it make if they'd be weakened by Duraniom? She almost seemed to take it personally! Hmmm...I've heard that superheroine slut Suprema has a weakness to Duraniom....I wonder...could she be? It'd explain a lot about our Bedelia's sudden emergency absences, all the time, and why she's always so secretive about her personal life! And, why she's always listening to police calls! Maybe that's why the bitch doesn't want the formula made public? She doesn't want any superheroine competition upstaging her! Maybe I'll just keep my eyes open!"

Once Zelda left, Bedelia settled down at her desk to finish off the pile of work in her inbasket, resolutely putting the unpleasant matter from her mind. If she had known the fateful consequences that would result from the meeting, she might have found it even more difficult to get back to her work. Though she might not be a brilliant scientist, as Zelda contemptuously noted, Bedelia was an extremely efficient, hardworking business executive who had successfully expanded the small company she inherited from her father to a world class financial power.

As Bedelia picked up the first item in the basket, she turned on the radio on her desk. As Zelda noted, as always, it was tuned to the police call channel. The busy executive worked long into the night. She was about to call it a night, when she heard an announcement that armed robbers had broken into the ultra expensive Giftney's Jewelry Store.

"If the criminals are armed, Suprema should get there before someone gets hurt!" Belinda murmured, swiftly opening a concealed cabinet in her huge desk. She removed the blue body suit and high red boots, known in every corner of the world as the costume of Suprema, the World's mightiest Superheroine-crimefighter. Bedelia snatched off her blond wig, and stripped off her somber business suit, revealing an awesomely magnificent physique.

In seconds, the Mighty Suprema stood paused at the open office window, prepared to take off, on a new mission of justice.

The next moment, Suprema was flying through the night sky with the speed of a bullet.

 As Suprema flew from the open office window, intent on her objective, she was unaware that a silent figure observed her from a darkened office in the Research Laboratories located in one of the other three towers of the massive Vandergilt Headquarters.

"Hmf! I was RIGHT! That's why the bitch wants the formula suppressed! She DID use it herself, to become Suprema! I always detested that smug, self-righteous do-gooder! Now I know why! Well, now, I know the stuff works anyway! I wonder...should I..."

As Zelda pondered, Suprema was swiftly and efficiently dealing with the attempted jewel robbery.

In no time, Mighty Suprema was carrying the dangerous criminals off to face justice for their crimes.

In her laboratory office, Zelda Gray had come to a crucial decision.

"If it worked for that bitch, Bedelia, it'll work for me! Damn it, why not? I've always dreamed of having super powers! I'd show all those big, strong apes, and big titted women, who're always pushing me around, where to get off!  I wouldn't waste super powers on all that do-gooding crap, either; I'd have some fun with them! Than we'd see what Ms. Bedelia 'Suprema' Vandergilt thinks of that! I wouldn't mind flattening her tits, I can tell you! YES, I'LL DO IT!"

Certain now that the formula would make her a super woman like Suprema, Zelda recklessly prepared to drink the solution she had perfected. Would it kill her, or make her a superwoman?
Zelda measured out the proper dosage into a flask, then removed all of her clothing. The process, much like plucking a chicken, revealed her scrawny, ugly, aging body.

A little nervously, Zelda paused a moment; than before she could change her mind, hastily gulped down the entire contents of the flask in a single draft.

"Ecchh! That tastes like swill!"

At first, nothing happened. "Well, at least I'm not dead yet!"

Then Zelda felt her body swelling, particularly her muscles and breasts. The wrinkles in her face smoothed out, and her hair, while still nearly white, took on a glossy sheen. She snatched off the glasses, she'd worn from infancy; now they impeded, rather than augmented, incredibly keen sight.

The next day, Dr. Gray called in absent from work, astonishing her staff. It was the first time in years the dedicated scientist missed a day away from her lab.

"I've got more important things to, for a change!" Zelda exulted. She spent the day rushing from shop to shop, buying a new wardrobe appropriate to her new physique, a wardrobe that included a gray body suit and high black boots.

That night a a powerful, gray clad figure prepared for her first adventure.

In the days that followed, the City was terrorized by a fearsome new villainess, known only as 'Gray Shadow'; a villainess with incredible super powers that seemed equal to Suprema's own awesome power; a villainess who could fly like Suprema; a villainess impervious to all conventional weapons.

As Gray Shadow's reign of terror spread ever wider, Bedelia Vandergilt, in her guise of Suprema, spent every available minute searching for the feared criminal. Meanwhile, Zelda Gray had not reported for work since the day of their bitter meeting.

"Good God! Could it be her? If it is her, it's my fault! I should have followed up on what she was doing! I've got to stop her, before she seriously hurts herself, or someone else!"

It was more than a week later, when, after a fruitless night of search, Bedelia settled down for a short nap, before going back to the office. Just as she dozed off, the 'hotline'  phone directly connected to Police Headquarters rang.

Her Police contact's voice quivered with anxious excitement. "We've got that gray devil cornered in the old Manning warehouse! The Army has brought in an Atomic Cannon, that they think will stop her, but Chief Clansey wants to avoid using it, at all costs, if possible! It'll do enormous damage to the downtown area!  We need Suprema!"

"Suprema will be right there!" Bedelia promised, forgetting her weariness.

It was hardly more than seconds before, Bedelia swiftly redonned her Suprema uniform and flew with lightening speed to the entrance of the derelict warehouse, where an anxious Chief Clansey impatiently awaited her. In spite of the early morning hour, in addition to the numerous Police and Army personnel, there was already a sizable, growing crowd of gawkers. The onlookers broke into applause at sight of Suprema. The modest heroine appreciatively waved at her admirers, and turned to the Chief.

The crowd cheered louder, as Suprema wasting no time, strode purposefully into the warehouse, determined to swiftly end the brief career of this formidable menace to law and order.

When Suprema confronted her, Gray Shadow, with a sneer, brashly feigned ignorance of the identity of the World's most famous, best known superheroine.

Seeing the gray clad figure was not about to give up without a fight, Suprema began circling warily. Though supremely confident of her own abilities, the superheroine was well aware of the woman's fearsome reputation. Moreover despite the startling change in appearance, the keen eyed superheroine was certain she faced Zelda Gray, a Zelda who had used her father's formula and now possessed  powers equal to her own. The daring crimefighter knew she faced the most dangerous foe of her career.

Despite Suprema's caution, it was Gray Shadow who struck the first blow, surprising the wary superheroine with the quickness of a striking snake.

With the the same snakelike quickness, Gray Shadow hit Suprema with a second, even harder punch.

The two blows, more deadly than she ever experienced, staggered Suprema, and Gray Shadow arrogantly prepared to strike a knockout blow.

Mighty Suprema was not likely to be incapacitated by two blows, no matter how powerful, and she skillfully blocked the punch.

Now Gray Shadow would pay for the presumption of challenging the World's Mightiest Superheroine.

A final hay maker, knocked the reeling villainess to the floor.

Suprema looked down at the fallen villainess with saitsfaction,confident that her mighty fists had finished her foe, as they had so many other evildoers.