Lacquered

Totally inspired by Lost Productions 'Spandex Tights' - featuring the Aerobic Duo being fully encased in hardened layers of hairspray from the devious Prima Donna.


The clues all pointed to 'Luci's', a local Beauty and Hair Salon, the expensive, all pampering hotspot for the rich and famous run by the socialite Lucinda Knight.
For weeks SuperMum had carefully pieced together all the evidence until she was sure this had to be the place. Someone was gleaning and selling highly secretive information...selling it to enemies abroad. Information that could be very damaging to the safety of her Country.
Now, once all the pieces were in place, SuperMum acted.

Waiting until the last patron had left, she stole in, careful to avoid the secrurity cameras dotted all over.
"Now to find out the truth", she thought to herself, as she slowly went room to room, checking every last detail. The building was empty, except for the paraphernalia you'd expect to find in a Beauty and Hair Salon.

"Hmmm.....nothing", she paused, her eyes taking in a cunningly hidden door. "Wait a mo...this looks promising".

The door silently opened, and she stole inside, moving silently to the shadows, letting her eyes adjust to the darkened interior. "Hmmm....seems to be some kind of storeroom", she thought to herself.

Just as she was about the move, sensing all was quiet, a laughing, mocking voice rang out from the dark.

"I knew if I left enough crumbs someone would take the bait........and lucky me.......Jackpot. Girls..............get her".

SuperMum sensed rather than saw her attackers, and she was able to avoid the first attack, neatly sidestepping then roundhousing her assailant, before spinning to face the second assailant she knew was coming. But there was no attack. SuperMum listened intently, her own breathing the only sound she could make out.

"Very goog SuperMum", the voice from the shadows spoke, breaking the erie silence, "But I tire of these games. Bend, Stretch...........now".

Before SuperMum could fully react she felt hands grabbing her, encircling her arms and thighs, pinning them to her side. As she was about to struggle free, a cloth was pressed firmly over her mouth.

"Mmmmpppphhh"....was all she could muster as the recognisable fumes she had encountered on many occasions before assualted her mind.

Weakened by the chloroform, SuperMum was easily manhandled by her assailants, and with her arms firmly locked behind her back, and her mind still spinning from the effects of the drug, she was forced forward. Instantly the room was iluminated, the light stunning the captured heroine, adding to her disorientation.

Through the fog of her drug induced weakness and light blindness, she was aware of a figure approaching her.

"SuperMum.......I knew you'd come....I just knew it", the voice spoke. "Well after all, I had planned on it actually, so you see............it's no big surprise for me", the woman laughed.

The footsteps got louder, and slowly a figure emerged from the shadows, to reveal herself, and SuperMum to instantly become weaker.

The laughter stung the stricken heroine, as she was held helpless in the arms of her two attackers.

"Where are my manners? I totally forgot, Let me introduce myself. Lucinda, Lucinda Knight. But you can call me Luci.......Luci Knight. This is my place".

Although weakened, SuperMum was still able to focus on the figure before her.......a woman clad in green.

"Ahhh...I see you're admiring my costume. Not as retro as your own I admit, but I like it. I especially like the colour. Do you like the colour SuperMum"? she mocked."It was extremely hard to get hold of, and cost a fortune, but then, Lucinite is so difficult to resource these days. And you have no idea the time and trouble it took to suffuse the small piece of Lucinite I had with this costume".

To SuperMum, the green of her costume seemed to glisten before her, her mind whirling. "Lucinite......it....it can't be...."

"Oh but it is my dear. I'd have thought you would have figured that one out by now. Lucinda Knight.......Luci Knight...........Lucinite". The laughter felt like a punch to poor SuperMum, as her predicament finally dawned on her.

"And now I have you, a poor defenseless Super-No-Body. Bend, Stretch.....I think it's time".

SuperMum felt a syringe injected in to neck, then was dragged to the centre of the room. She felt her body begin to stiffen............."Ca.....can't ......move"! was all she could blurt out before her vocal cords joined her body in paralysis.

"And now my dear.........even though I've loved our little chat, it's time you learned your fate. I'm going to sell you......sold you in fact. I know, terribly presumbtuous of me, but.....what the heck.....you're so predictable I thought it was a certainty....and for 50 million. Not bad for a nights work", the woman laughed at her own joke. "And the collector is waiting for her goods. Or should I say....The Collector. I guess you've heard of her...no"?

No reply was forthcoming as SuperMum stared blankly in front of her.

"Okay ladies..............get Super has been posed, then lacquer her up", she grinned to her two faithful Leftenants. "You'll love this SuperMum....it's one of my own ........special concoctions. Supersetting lacguer. Makes anything totally immobile.....and I mean anything".

For the next twenty minutes coat after coat of the diabolical super lacquer was applied to our helpless superheroine as she stood, hands on hip in her classic SuperMum justice pose. As each coat dried, she felt it constrict around her, whilst Bend and Stretch feverously began to polish the now statuesque superheroine, until she gleamed.

"One more coat, and I think she's done", Lucinda instructed her two villainous cohorts. "Just one final polish", she laughed, bringing up a powered handheld polisher."a final Super Polish", she smirked.

"Get the van ready....we'll deliver her tonight..........and then stop off for a curry".

SuperMum could still see, and feel, but any attempt to move met with abject failure. Was this how it was going to end........as a collectors item in some seedy museum?