[Cartoon Nudity] Totally Exposed!

"No! Please! Don't look at me! Stop taking pictures! How could you? How could you take advantage of a woman when she was at her most vulnerable?  Have you no honor at all?"

(A contribution from Pauly. Below the fold due to full cartoon frontal nudity!)

Batgirl: Betrayed by the Press!

From Dave the Dude!

I tell you, today's Reporters have no civic mindedness! Who cares how how it hurts the city add long as they get their story. Case in point: That time the Gotham Gazette outed Batgirl right there on the front page...

Maskerada: Captured and Bound!

ATTENTION: Mr.S. has asked me to announce that there IS something he would like in return for putting the delectable Maskerada in peril for our viewing pleasure: Comments!  He really wants to know what you think, what parts you like and dislike, your ideas, whether you're hot for Maskarada, etc. I guess that's what he (and Maskerada?) get out of this.

So, every time a new set of photos is posted, he'll only send the next set when that post has 8 comments (or more).

And now, without further ado...

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(Let's start her adventures at the beginning...)

Ordinarily, Maskerada fears nothing. Possessed of tremendous strength, near-invulnerability, and superhuman agility, she is so confident of her abilities that she wears her trademark black bikini costume to advertise the fact that lecherous supercriminals and greasy thugs hold no terror for her. In her real identity she wouldn't be caught dead in something that revealing. For that reason, she wears a mask that fully conceals her face so that no one can recognize her. But if a criminal did manage to remove her mask and see who she really was... she shuddered at the though. That was her greatest fear.

Her greatest enemy, the merciless Mr.S., has been thwarted in dozens of crimes by Maskerada  Now he is obsessed with destroying her, and has vowed publicly to someday capture her and expose her secret identity. Maskerada always laughed at his threats!

But this time will be different. This time, through information he located in secret NSA docoments available to wealthy bidders on the black market, Mr.S. has learned her weakness. Utterly amoral but highly skilled mercenary chemists have synthesized a compound for him that will spell the end of the great Maskerada!

Patrolling the city at night, Maskerada is suddenly hit by a mortar shell out of nowhere. She absorbs the blast easily but she finds herself enveloped in a huge billowing almond-scented cloud of thick white smoke. As it fills her lungs and curls over her skin, Maskerada begins to feel all her strength slowly draining out of her. She passes out, teetering off the roof of the rundown building she was perched on, and lands on a stack of dirty, smelly cardboard boxes.

When she wakes she is incredibly dizzy and weak. She is aware of being in a small room and senses there is someone there with her, even though her sight is fuzzy. Instinctively she presses herself against a wall and stands. Her legs wobble like jelly.

"Turn around!" a voice barks, a voice that seems familiar. "Slowly! I want to look at you!"

Dazed and her will almost non-existent, Maskerada slowly obeys, displaying herself shyly, hesitatingly to the harsh voice.

Maskerada feels the man's eyes upon her. She notices that her confidence is gone now, and she feels vaguely threatened. At his command she showed him the front of her bikini-clad body, turning when he told her. She drew some comfort that her mask had not been removed while she was unconscious.

"Now turn again," his voice said sharply, "and show me your ass!" The heroine felt humiliated but obeyed nonetheless. "Wait!" she thought, "I do know that voice! It's... it's..." Her body began to tremble uncontrollably. "Oh God!"

All at once he was standing next to her! She felt his hand on his shoulder. "Mr.S.," she breathed.

"Maskerada... at last!"

She was in the hands of her oldest and cruelest enemy.

"You look weak, my dear," he murmured. "Why don't you sit down for a while." Without waiting for a response he shoved the defenseless girl down into a strait-back wooden chair.

The famously strong and cocky superheroine sat submissively in the chair with her head down, her arms and legs tightly clenched, feeling defenseless. "Wh-what are you going to do to me?" Maskerada asked softly.

"If you haven't figured that out yet, you must have inhaled more of that gas than I thought!" Mr.S. snickered.

"No... please no."

"You look rather wobbly, Maskerada. Might fall out of that chair. I'd better tie you up... for your own protection!"

Quickly he pinned the girl's arms behind her back and bound them tightly to her chair!

"No! No!" Maskerada cried, almost panicking. "You can't tie me! I've never been tied up! Please don't!""

"Can't stand being tied and helpless, eh? I must remember that so I can use it on you again, my sweet!" Mr.S. tapped that information into his iPad on a list titled "Maskerada's Fears."

"But for now, Masked Maiden, as long as I have you all to myself... let's use this time to get to know you better!"

A bolt of sheer terror shot through Maskerada! She knew exactly what this meant for her! As a superheroine she had always maintained her virtue to provide a good example to the public. No man had ever been allowed to see her body. Mr.S. was threatening to take her virtue, the very core of her being!

"Please," she begged weakly, "don't do this to me. You'll destroy me if you... if you..."

But her captor brushed her pleas aside. "Maskerada at my mercy... Now let's see what you've been hiding behind that tempting costume all this time. Yes, I'm going to learn all your secrets... Let's just begin with the bottom... heh heh heh...!

The helpless heroine began struggling and writhing against the ropes, straining despite her weakness to somehow escape. But it was worthless. She watched wide-eyed as his fingers slowly inched toward her bikini bottom, his fingertips reaching for the tie on her right side...

Will Maskerada's most precious secrets be revealed to the eyes of a filthy criminal? Could she suffer a fate worse than death at the hands of her most sadistic foe? Only 8 comments keep you from learning the truth!

Bonus: Maskarada Collage

Mr. S. sends this photo collage of Maskarada in various provocative poses. I can't wait for her to fall into some dreadful peril!

Lotion: Unmasked at Last!

(Some of you may have met my friend 'Lotion' at Nostalgic Source or elsewhere. She's part of the unmasking community and a big fan of exposed superheroines. Now she volunteered to contribute some photos of her being being unmasked if I would write a little story to go along with them. Naturally, I agreed!)

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Lotion was finally at the end of a hard day of battling crime in the city. Her body ached, particularly from that gang of thugs she had to fight singlehandedly. They swarmed her at one point and almost managed to pull off her mask.  If they had exposed her, they would have had Lotion at their mercy. Her career would be ruined.The whole criminal underworld wanted to unmask her, it seemed. They all knew that being unmasked was her Achilles heel. But that time Lotion had fought them off... barely.

Now it was time to return to her secret lair and rest. But there were the ever-present fans. They were always asking for an autograph, or a photo with her and she didn't want to disappoint them. So she posed with little kids who had a Lotion action figure and 'tweens' who wanted her signature on an unauthorized comic about her that somebody had done. A large crowd stood around watching.

Then a 20-ish guy and girl asked if Lotion would pose on a seat with one of them on each side... like friends. A third friend would take a few photos. Suspecting nothing, the heroine sat and the two slid up very close. The thought crossed her mind that the guy was getting a little too close, but young guys sometimes tried to get a bit "personal" with the superheroine so they could brag about it later. Jerks.

But this time she was in a much more dangerous situation. A fourth accomplice had sneaked up behind her. Suddenly the two people grabbed Lotion's arms and
pinned them at her side!
"Wha -- what are you doing?" she asked, taken aback. Then, before she could react, the accomplice reached down... and grabbed her mask! She began to struggle but it was already too late. He pulled her mask up from her face while their  other friend took picture after picture.

"No," the stunned heroine cried out. "Not my mask!!"

And then, galvanized by her words, the crowd closed in, eager to see who Lotion really was! "No, no!" she screamed. "Please don't look at my face!" Instinctively she pulled free from the two people's grip and covered her face with her hands. Bystanders grabbed her arms and tugged at them, trying to force them away so they could get a good look.

Lotion finally was able to break free although someone had already claimed her mask as a trophy. She was forced to hide in the shadows and turn her face away from everyone until she was able to reach her headquarters, where she slumped down in despair. Now there were people who had seen her face, possibly recognized her! And there were the photos. What if those people uploaded them to the Internet -- maybe to some weird unmasking fetish site? There were such foul places! They might have given them to the police. Or what if they were working for one of her worst enemies? She would be defenseless against them!

Was her career over?

Kiki Rodriguez IS Batgirl!

Gifts from Nostalgic Source!  Mmmm... the sexy and not-to-be-trifled-with Kiki Rodriguez in her role as Batgirl in 'Adversary 2'.  I love it when she takes her mask off!