Black Cat
Fattened thief.
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It was a cold and windy night. Not unusual for New York City. In fact, such silence was appreciated. No attacks from villains meant a good night's rest for all.
Of course. One person took advantage of that. Felicia Hardy, also known as Black Cat. Who had broken into the New York National Museum. Wakandan artifacts were on display as a show of union for the nation recently admitted into the UN. And she was sure it would be worth a pretty penny.
Felicia huffed as he used her rope to lower herself down.
[Harder than it used to be...] Felicia thought.
In recent months, weight gain was a new factor she had learned about in her
retiredlife. Who knew sitting around all day eating nothing but cookies and receiving doordash orders would have you off your game? He once form fitting black spandex left nothing to the imagination as it hugged her wvery curve and restricted her movements to some degree. Not enough to keep her from her precious jewels though. Felica landed with a loud THUMP, causing her body to jiggle rapidly.
Damn it-