The following story contains characters owned by various comic companies.  It is written as a fanfic parody story not intended to make any use of actual story lines in published books.  The story is purely for fun, with no profit to be made by the author.  It is free to be archived on any site wishing to do so, provided the author is given proper credit.

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TSA Christmas Exchange Story  - Nathan
A Wishes, Inc. Story by Steve Zink


As Christmas drew closer and closer, with more and more stores claiming deeper and deeper discounts on all their wares, some people began to fall out of the established system.  For some, it was the simple reason that presents and 'stuff' weren't the true reason for the celebration.  For some others, it was simply a matter of not being able to afford gifts for everybody they knew.  There were a precious few people who had very small families, a close-knit and correspondingly tiny group of friends, and were able to satisfy their holiday needs by sending cards and buying a few gifts earlier in the year.

More often than not, young people who have only been in the work force for a short while and still have fresh memories of the good times they had in school with all the friends they made there, tend to fall into this last group.  Nathan did not tend to think of himself as one who fit into any one social slot or the other, but whether he realized it or not, the fact that he had mailed all his Christmas cards the day after Thanksgiving might have given him a clue.  He was in no hurry to actually do the wrapping, but he had also bought the last of the gifts he wanted to give way back before Labor Day.

Nathan had grown up in the Midwest, and after he got his degree and started working in the computer graphics industry, the West Coast was the logical place to live.  This meant that though he had plenty of online contacts with his parents and siblings, the only people who'd be anywhere near him at Christmas would be his close friends.  A few of them had decided to fly away and visit family, so there were a couple of days and quite a few nights that found Nathan spending his time at home with his computer and his book collection.

Online role playing was a favorite way for Nathan to spend his time, and he particularly enjoyed portraying a dragon named Khinsah.  This was one of his favorite fantasies, but the other was one he didn't share with too many people, outside of those who were prevented from knowing his true identity in the games.  Nathan's other dream was to live the life of a female white tigress that had human features.  This had partly developed from the exposure he'd had to comic books while in elementary and high school.

There was one book in particular that had started in the early 90's by having the heroine be a guest star in a book called "Flare".  This new character was a truly ancient goddess that occupied the form of a snow white cat most of the time.  When the situation called for her, this cat transformed into a beautiful woman who was known as Tigress.  Her appearance in the book was so popular that she got a book of her own that lasted a bit less than a year.  The book died not due to any failure of the character to draw readers, but to the bad timing of making the scene just as the comics industry was going into another one of its cyclical downturns.

Tigress would be called a villainess by more people than she was called a heroine, but this was due to her direct methods of sanctioning the agents of ancient evil gods.  Eventually Tigress became a vigilante and had to avoid contact with most of the deputized law enforcement agencies.  In order to hide, she took the form of the psychiatrist who had been sent to work with her in the prison she'd been locked up in.  It was now a matter of living a day to day life as a good looking, long haired brunette.  When needed, Tigress would transform into her wilder form, with waist length white hair, a face that would make any model envious, and an incredible figure that was barely covered by the costume she wore.

Nathan had thrilled to Tigress' adventures when he was younger, and though other interests came to the fore during high school and college, he closely guarded those books amongst the other comics he collected.  She had inspired him to try adapting her form to imagery that the new computer graphics programs were allowing.  Nathan had a bit of luck, and was getting a name made for himself among the few other specialists who had access to his work.  Little did they know that he was merely bringing his fantasies closer to reality.

So it was that on the Monday before Christmas, after everyone at his firm had been let off for the holidays, Nathan found himself alone in his house with no other humans readily at hand.  After he fixed himself a quick breakfast, he turned on the television to see if Headline News had anything significant to report.  It looked like the same old drivel, with nothing earth-shattering occurring, so Nathan turned of the TV and walked over to his boxed comics collection.  He could easily spend hours looking through some of the oldies but goodies he had.  He stopped sorting when he got to his treasured copies of "Tigress".

A renewed scan of the artwork and stories inflamed Nathan's old fires, and he once again fantasized about living her life.  Her statuesque form, her waist length pure white hair, the miniscule tiger striped costume which covered hardly any of her torso, along with the tiger striped shoulder length gloves and spike heeled thigh high boots that completed the costume, made Nathan start to day dream.  He could easily see himself in her place.

The comics could only satisfy his requirements for a few hours, so early in the afternoon, Nathan turned on his computer and went to the web.  As he often did, a search was started for anything pertaining to the subject of Tigress.  As page after page was scanned, with very little new to be seen, the young man began to mutter about how much he wished that he could live the life of Tigress and not have to worry about the day to day stuff he had to go through.

When he cleared the screen he was on, Nathan was surprised to see a totally different site come up.  "Wishes Granted, Inc." was in big white letters on a red field.  He couldn't figure out where this site had come from, but he had all the time in the world, so the browser hit the enter button and started to check out the pages of the site.  It just had to be some kind of a farce, so he jokingly filled in line after line of his particular wish....

* * * * *

The brunette heard her alarm buzzing, and brushed the long locks out her face so she could see the clock.  As the fingers of her right hand with their elegantly trimmed, coral pink painted nails flicked off the alarm, her pale blue eyes saw the display showing 2 in the morning.  "Perfect," she said, "time to get to work."

After she tossed the blanket and sheet aside and climbed out of her bed, she turned on the lamp that was next to the clock on her bedside table.  Then she reached over her shoulders to grab the nightie that draped over her not insignificant chest, and once it was off, pulled the panties down from her waist.  Now in the nude, which was a form that she had found to be easiest to change from since her powers didn't have to contend with clothes, a glowing aura formed around her body.

When this aura subsided, the brunette was nowhere to be seen.  There was an unbelievably beautiful amazon of a woman with waist length white hair and a golden tan on her body standing there.  She reached over and pulled a tiny wisp of tiger striped material out of her dresser.  She slipped it between her legs and pulled it up into position.  It just managed to cover the equipment between her legs, and covered just enough of her perfectly rounded tush to hold it in.  Two thin straps came up from behind to expand over the massive globes on her chest, then tied off behind her neck as a halter.

She sat down on her bed to zip her legs into the tiger striped boots, and pulled each one tight halfway between her knees and her crotch.  When this was completed, the two gloves were pulled onto her arms, and the inch and a half long claws on her fingertips poked through the ends of each finger.  She turned and walked over to her full length mirror with such ease that the heels under her feet must have been a norm for her.  The image she saw looked perfectly straight, so she reached down and dowsed the light.  Her green cat eyes had no problem adjusting to the dark, and moments later, she was out the back patio door of her apartment and climbing down the fire escape.  She was heading for the tenements to do some hunting....

* * * * *

Anyone tuning in to Headline News the next morning was treated to footage that was shot in Los Angeles.  It showed an unbelievably beautiful woman with long white hair and wearing a tiger striped costume who was passing a pair of drug kingpins into the eager arms of a small army of DEA agents.  She had a smug look of satisfaction on her face as she refused to take any recognition from the government agents, and would not let the news cameras get any close up images.  She merely turned her head as she was walking away, and said, "Tigress has struck.  To those of you out there who worship evil, beware!  I am now on your trail!"

Her incredibly lithe form suddenly disappeared, but if the cameramen had angled their lenses down a bit, they might have spotted the snow white cat which slipped out of the crowd while darting between their legs.  Tigress was on the prowl....

* * * * *

When she got back to her luxury apartment, Tigress morphed back into human form.  To avoid questions, she adopted her more demure form of a raven haired model, and whipped up an overcoat to cover her costume.  Enough young women had tiger striped boots that her own looked perfectly normal beneath the coat.  She pulled off her gloves and stuffed them into the coat pockets.  Tigress took the elevator up to her fourth floor, and picked up her newspaper from the doorstep before going back in.  A quick scan of the headlines gave her a few ideas for the next night's activities.  Tigress was going to be very busy....

* * * * *

In a small office somewhere far away:

"Good mornin', Jim.  How was the overnight business?"

Yaaawwwwwnnnnn.  "Mornin', Bill.  I only got one request yesterday, and working it out overnight was a real thrill.  A guy out in California wanted to become his favorite female comic book character.  Turns out she's a real firebrand!  I'll bet he thought we were just kidding about our wishes, but she knows differently now!"

"Good show.  Get on home and get some rest.  With Christmas coming in only a few days, I think we're going to have our work cut out for us!"

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