Mighty Endowed Issue #2: Behind Bars

Compared to Arkham Asylum, Blackgate Penitentiary, and Iron Heights, Concord Women's Correctional Facility wasn't very well known. The most they were known for was housing Killer Frost, and she still managed to escape. However, they were still determined to keep female criminals in, and hopefully help them reform.

Which is exactly what Dr. Loraine Prescott was hoping to do with Nina Dowd.

Loraine was a low-key woman. Straight black hair, black eyes, olive colored skin, a slim figure, and professional looking clothing, complete with glasses. Despite some little things, like a small angel tattoo on her arm from when she was in college, and small zinc earrings, Loraine could compare herself to Nina, but that would be like comparing a tree with boulders.

The intercom on Loraine's desk buzzed, and a voice came through.

"Dr. Prescott, Ms. Dowd is ready to see you." The voice said.

"Send her in." Loraine replied.

Nina had only arrived 4 days ago, and had been referred to Loraine for therapy. In that time, Loraine had only seen Nina once, when she first arrived. Her first reaction was a combination of worry since Ms. Dowd looked upset, and surprise at Nina's figure.

The door opened, and Nina walked, or squeezed, in. Loraine had to admit: she was impressed that Nina's orange prison suit hadn't burst open yet. Nina was still wearing the anti-grav brace, since the prison let her keep it so she could actually move. The prison also put a power-negating collar on her. She walked over to a chair and sat down.

"It is a pleasure to properly meet you Miss Dowd." Loraine said. "I am Doctor Loraine Prescott."

Nina gave a small smile. "It's nice to meet you too." She said.

"So, how are you getting along?" Loraine asked. "As odd a question as it is to ask, how has your sentence been?"

Nina shrugged. "It's been going ok. Killer Frost is mad at me for screwing up the heist, and the other inmates have mocked my figure, but the guards are surprisingly nice. Since I'm giving reformation a chance, they're being helpful." She explained.

Loraine nodded. "You said the other inmates were mocking you?"

"Well, not all of them. Some just let me be. But other constantly mock me. One other inmate thinks I have implants specifically to spite her, but I've never met her." Nina replied.

Loraine raised an eyebrow. "And which inmate is that?" She asked.

"Paige Monroe." Nina replied.

'Calendar Girl?' Loraine thought. 'I'll have to speak with her again. This is the 4th time she's said someone had work done to spite her.'

"I'll make sure to look into it." Loraine said. "But let's move on from that for now. Besides prison, how is everything else going along?"

Nina gave a small grin. "Well, I got to speak with my parents yesterday." She said.

Now Loraine was smiling. "That's nice to hear. How did your parents react?" She asked.

"They're happy that I'm doing my best to change for the better. They were always there for me, so it's nice to know that at least they believe in me." Nina said.

"Have you tried to reach out to anyone else?" Loraine asked.

Nina chuckled. "Not really. I wouldn't know where to start. There are so many people for me to apologize too. Like the first heroes I ever met. Robin, Impulse, and Superboy. I'd love to apologize for my rather... exaggerated behavior when I first transformed." She answered.

Loraine nodded. "I see." She said. Then she became curious. "You used to be an archeology professor, correct? Do you plan on going back to doing that once you leave."

Nina frowned. "I'm not sure. I don't know if UMPI would take me back in my... current condition." She said.

"UMPI?" Loraine asked.

"University of Maine Presque Isle." Nina answered. "That's where I graduated and worked for a while. Grew up in that town, actually."

Loraine put a finger on her chin. "Wouldn't it be discrimination if UMPI didn't take you back.

Nina shrugged. "Might be that. Might be because the size of my chest would make navigating UMPI's campus hard." She said. "I don't think the doors were built with someone of my current figure in mind."

"Well, if that's the case, I'm sure you'll find a place that will accept you in your current state." Loraine said. She then realized what that implied. "I didn't mean places that cater to more... adult tastes. I meant a proper job where you won't be judged."

"I know what you meant." Nina said. "I hope I can find a place where my archeology skills get some use, like a museum."

Loraine nodded. "Well, Ms. Dowd, it was nice to meet you. I'll schedule another appointment for next week. Perhaps we can delve more into who you are." She said.

Nina nodded, and got up to leave. "Thank you for talking with me." She said, then left.

Loraine smiled, and turned on her intercom. "Schedule Nina Dowd for another appointment next week. And please have Paige Monroe sent up. We need to have another discussion." She said. "Also, see if you can get into contact with Superboy, Robin, and Impulse."
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A few hours later, it was an exercise period out in the court yard. Nina was lying on the ground near some weights doing some sit-ups. Or at least, trying to do some sit-ups. She had removed her anti-grav brace because she wanted to work on her muscles so she would be able to lift her massive chest without the need of it.

She had vastly underestimated just how heavy her breasts really were.

Nina was clearly straining under their weight. She was exerting all her effort in the sit-up, and by some miracle, was actually beginning to move. With all her might, she managed to get all the way up, her bosom now laying on her outstretched legs. She then collapsed on her back, panting and sweating.

"1..." She counted, out of breath.

She was about to being another sit-up when a shadow fell over her face.

"Aw, the cow is trying to get buff." The person the shadow belonged to said.

Nina groaned and looked up at her mocker. It was Paige Monroe, aka Calendar Girl. She was wearing her expressionless mask, framed by her raven-black hair.

"I really want to make you EAT that mask." Nina said, annoyed.

"That would require getting up, something you clearly aren't capable of doing right now." Paige said. "How is it that your ribcage isn't being flattened by those behemoths?"

"Enhanced durability. You could drop an entire brick wall on me and it wouldn't do squat. I think my ribcage will be fine." Nina replied, now a bit smug.

Nina couldn't tell, but she guessed Paige was frowning. "Whatever. Those freakish fake tits don't give you an edge over me." She said.

"What edge? I don't even know you that well." Nina said, annoyed. "And I've told you: my breasts aren't fake!"

All she got was a "hmph" from Paige before the masked nut walked off. Nina just rolled her eyes.

'I don't understand her.' She thought. 'But I can't let her annoy me. Back to my workout.'

For almost the rest of the exercise, Nina tried her absolute best to do more back and leg workouts, like more sit-ups and some push-ups. Eventually, she ran out of energy collapsed right onto her huge chest.

'Well, I'm done.' She thought as she reached for her anti-grav brace. Her hand made contact with empty ground.

Looking, she saw that her brace was gone. Now Nina was worried. Yes, she managed a few exercises without the brace, but getting up and walking was still out of the question. If her brace had been stolen, she was stuck here.

So Nina called out to a guard, and thankfully one did come over. She explained her problem, and the guard agreed to go look for her brace. Now all Nina could do was wait.

"Hey N Dowd." Nina heard a voice say, with emphasis on the N.

Nina groaned. Walking up to her was Roxanne Sutton, also known as Roxy Rocket. When she found out Nina's name could say endowed (a fact that originally embarrassed Nina), she's never left her alone about.

"What do you want, Roxy?" Nina asked.

"Just want to talk. Not everyday you get to talk to a catgirl with a rack that could crush boulders." Roxy replied. She then noticed something. "Where'd your brace go?"

Nina shrugged. "Don't know. It was right next to me while I worked out. Must've been stolen." She answered, annoyance in her voice.

Roxy nodded. Then she sat down next to Nina. "So, Nina. What do you plan on doing when you get out of here?" Roxy asked "I've got this great plan. There's going to be yacht party in Gotham. So many jewels and cash. And Batman might even try and stop me. I was thinking, you and I could-"

"I'm not doing crime anymore." Nina interrupted.

Roxy looked at her. "Really?" She asked. "But you've got such a cool villain gimmick. Massive hypnotic breasts. How many other villains can claim that?"

"Innocent people almost died in my last crime." Nina replied. "If being a villain means killing innocents, I don't want to be a villain."

"So, if you aren't doing crime anymore, what's your plan when you do get out?" Roxy asked, now curious.

Nina smiled a bit. "Try to start a new life." She said. "Find a new home, a new job-"

"You'd make a great camgirl." Roxy interrupted.

"A new job that doesn't involve sex appeal." Nina continued.

"Oh, well I got nothin' then." Roxy said. Then she stood up. "Well, gotta go. Sitting's boring, going to exercise." With that, she waved and left.

Just as Roxy had left, the guard from earlier returned with Nina's brace. Apparently, when Nina wasn't looking, Paige had come back and swiped the brace as a form of revenge. Replacing the brace, Nina thanked the guard, who walked off without a word.

'They know I want to change, and they're still rather cold.' Nina thought. 'Better then being hated or experimented on, I guess.'

"Exercise period is over. Hit the showers." The intercom announced.

'Oh goody.' Nina sarcastically thought. 'Time for Paige to insult me while I'm naked. This day is going to be fun.' On that, she walked off.
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After the shower (which, to Nina's surprise, lacked any mocking from Paige), it was supper. Despite the cafeteria being rather large, Nina still found a place to sit where she was alone, sitting sideways so her boobs don't push her food away.

Not that she could even identify her food. It was a piece of meat drenched in gravy. What type of meat Nina couldn't tell. Next to it was a grey lump of... something. It jiggled when Nina poked it with her spoon. Just looking at it made her feel ill. The only thing Nina could recognize was the dessert, a bowl of green jell-o. Nina sighed and stuck her spoon in the grey gunk. Couldn't be any worse then the food she had at UMPI.

She only just pulled up a spoonful when she heard someone walk up to her. Looking up, she saw the scowling, snow white face of Killer Frost. Like Nina, she wore a power-limiting collar.

"We need to talk, balloon tits." Frost said angrily.

Nina didn't reply back, instead turning to face away from Frost.

This only made Frost angrier. "Listen to me, you big-breasted bimbo! We could gotten out of there if you hadn't decided to grow a conscience. You could have just gotten on that bus with Grundy, but no. You had to stick your giant tits where they don't belong!" Frost snarled.

Turning back around, Nina got up to stare Frost in the face. "There was no reason to kill those people. They were innocent." Nina countered. "It's true what they say. You really are cold hearted."

That was the wrong thing to say, as Frost grabbed the Nina's hair and slammed her head into the table. Disoriented, Nina was not prepared for Frost to lift her head up and punch her right in the face. Then Frost punched Nina in the stomach and hit her with a right hook.

Hoping to end this quick, the still wobbly Nina reoriented herself quickly and, facing Frost, shut off her anti-grav brace, which sent her toppling down... and right on top of Frost. The weight of Nina's bust pinned Frost down, and even more annoying for the icy villainess, her arms were pinned under as well. Frost squirmed as much as she could, but she was stuck tight.

"Get off of me, you cow!" Frost yelled. Nina didn't reply, instead smirking. 'Not even if I wanted to, Frost.' She thought.

Just then, two guards came over and picked up Nina. One guard took Frost away to be put in solitary, while the other started to escort Nina to the infirmary.

"Thanks." Nina said to the guard. Before the guard could say anything, the intercom came to life.

"Nina Dowd, you have visitors waiting for you." The intercom said.

"Oh great." She said.
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After a quick trip to the infirmary to get an ice pack for her eye and some bandages, Nina was led to the visitor area. It was a fairly large room, with several tables inside. Some were empty, some had villains meeting with loved ones. Nina was led to a table in the far back. To her surprise, sitting at it were Robin and Superboy.

Nina sat down, sideways as usual, and looked at the two. "What are you doing here?" She asked.

"The prison asked us to come." Robin replied. "One of the doctors said you would have liked to talk to us."

'I'm guessing that was Loraine. I'll have to thank her later.' Nina thought. Then she noticed something. "Where's Impulse?"

"Flash needed him to fight Captin Cold." Robin replied. "We'll pass what you say along to him. What happened to you?"

"Got into a fight with Killer Frost." Nina said. "She's not very happy about the gold reserve heist. I think she's in solitary right now."

Robin nodded. "Me and Batman have delt with her before. She is a violent one, even for most criminals." He said.

"Right." Nina said. "Well, what I want to say is sorry. Sorry for the way I acted when we first met, and for the other times we've met each other." She then noticed that Superboy was looking at her chest. "Is he always like this?" She asked.

Robin nudged Superboy, who finally looked up at Nina. "Sorry." He said.

Nina shrugged. "I'm used to it. And it isn't just guys." She said.

"Anyway," Robin said. "How can we know you're being sincere?"

"I haven't tried to escape here, have I?" Nina answered. "And I just told you what happened with Frost."

"True, but a lot of villains have said they wanted to change, and went right back to crime." Robin said. "You'll forgive me if I have trouble believing you."

Nina sighed. "I don't blame you." She said. "So hopefully this can help. I'm the one who warned Batman about the Joker Gas at the gold reserve. Yes, I would have taken that gold, but I'm not a killer. Hypnotize? I'd do that, sure. But kill? Controlling innocents would be fine, but I draw the line at harming or killing them. Seeing what Frost and Joker were going to do... I started thinking maybe crime isn't for me."

Robin and Superboy looked at her, then at each other.

"She sounds sincere." Superboy said. "Why not give her a chance?"

Robin looked at Nina again. "Your body language does indicate you aren't lying." He said. "Alright, fine. I'll accept your apology. But if you do go back to villainous ways, I'll be watching."

"Understandable." Nina said.

A guard then walked up and said visiting hours were over. The three said their goodbyes, and the two heroes walked off. Nina was then led back to her cell. Laying on her bed, she removed her brace (making the bed creak under the weight of her boobs), and looked up at the ceiling. Apologizing for her actions was, hopefully, the first step to reformation. But she still had a long way to go.