Armphid
Crowned Sun
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"Whoo hoo!" A tall, broad shouldered man wearing a black leather jacket, ripped blue jeans, and and knee high tanker boots whooped as he hung onto the back of a large delivery truck that was driving away from the New Port Federal Credit Union. He had rough features and his head was shaved on the left side but on the right his hair was a shoulder length mane of black streaked with red. "Take this, pigs!"
An orb of rust colored energy formed in his free hand and he hurled it at a pair of squad cars as they pulled up; it burst and washed over them. The vehicles shuddered and failed; gaping rust holes opening on their chassis and body, the engines seizing.
"Nice one, bro!" Holding on to the rail on the other side of the truck's loading door was a young woman with the right side of her head shaved and her long blond hair on the other side streaked with blue. She wore a black leather bustier and corset under a denim vest and a pair of tight leather pants that laced up the sides, clinging to long legs and a pert ass. "My turn!"
She stretched out a hand and a beam of sickly yellowish energy lanced out. The security guards who'd run out of the bank tumbled to the ground as she walked the beam over them; their strength sapped out of them and transferred to her. She laughed, stolen vitality and might flowing through her, "Nothing's going to stop us now!"
"That's right," her twin brother called back. "Wreck and Ruin are going to tear this town apart!"
"Not if I have anything to say about it," a clarion call of a voice rang out.
The two gasped and looked up, "Shit!" Wreck looked panicked. "It's her!"
Ruin yelled, "Miss Starbright!"
The protector of New Port, world famous super heroine, the cosmic crusader, Miss Starbright shot down from the sky like a lightning bolt. Her long blond hair flowed out like a banner behind her, falling to the small of her back when not in flight. It was glossy and vibrant, actually glowing faintly from her photonic powers. Her skin was fair and healthy, silky, smooth, and flawless. Her face was artful beauty; somehow delicate but firm. Her eyes gleamed brightly for justice, her irises showing the full visual spectrum. Her nose was pert and small, her lips full, lush, and a vibrant pink. Her body was curvaceous and slender; her arms supple and feminine, her legs long and shapely. Her shoulders were slender as well, her waist trim, her stomach flat. Her hips were a pleasing swell that looked perfect to take hold of and her ass was a beautiful heart shaped bubble butt that looked like you could bounce quarters off of it. Her breasts were one of her great claims to fame. They were big, huge even, easily the size of a man's head each and standing proud with no sag in defiance of gravity and all the laws of nature.
Her costume displayed that gorgeous knockout of a body perfectly. It was a white legless and sleeveless body stocking that had a five pointed star shaped hole over her tits; showing off a luscious amount of cleavage and flesh. It had piping and detail lines in the rainbow as well, and a halter style neck that left her upper back exposed as well. A short skirt hung from her hips, the pleated garment coming down to about an inch above her knees. She wore knee length high heeled boots in a vivid indigo, a vibrant green belt, and elbow length gloves in bright red. She wore a red mask that covered her cheekbones, around her eyes, and most of her forehead.
Miss Starbright landed on the street ahead of the fleeing truck, laden down with the money stolen from the credit union. "That's far enough!" She threw her arms forward, hands with fingers open, and from each finger tip a spark-like projectile shot forward. They blasted the tired of the truck, the vehicle bucking and wobbling, losing speed. Then she set her feet, spreading them slightly apart, leaned forward and caught the onrushing vehicle. Her arms bent slightly, her back tensed, but she did not move. The truck lifted up off the ground a few feet and slammed back down, Wreck and Ruin flying off the back to thud down onto the pavement.
Satisfied that their loot and getaway vehicle was down, the heroine smirked and then straightened up, dusting off her hands. "Wreck and Ruin, robbing a bank in my city? Bad decision. Now give up before I have to hurt you!"
The two super criminals were getting up slowly, dinged up from the fall. Wreck shook his head, "Forget it, Starbright! We'll kick your ass!"
"Yeah," Ruin added, blinking a little owlishly. "Even if there are two of you!"
Miss Starbright sighed. "All right. Let's make this quick then." She leaped up into the air and flew at the two villains, landing between them. A hand grabbed the front of Wreck's jacket and dipped into Ruin's corset to lift both of them up and then slam them together. The two crooks grunted and then went limp. The heroine sighed. "You two really aren't in my league. Sorry."
There were cheers from the city's citizens on the sidewalks, cameras were out flashing as they took pictures, many just recording. There were sirens as police cars and a few ambulances raced up. Miss Starbright waved at the citizens, blew a kiss, and then shot upward into the sky again.
That felt good! Bank robberies were one of her favorite crimes to stop. Miss Starbright flew through the city, senses alert for any signs of danger. Luckily, things seemed slow. Which was good; she felt like going home and getting some rest. Maybe Dane would be home soon. She felt a knot of excitement and anxiety in her stomach at that thought.
Her roommate. Who had no idea that his roomie was actually New Port's greatest hero. For good reason; she had one hell of a secret identity!
The buxom blonde flew to their apartment complex, zipping to the window she'd left open, as she always did. A quick look told her Dane was actually already home! She could hear the TV from the other room too. Miss Starbright landed on the carpet of her little bedroom and considered just walking out like this...but no, she just...couldn't. Not yet.
She took a breath and concentrated for a few moments. Then she sighed. Her body began to change, growing slightly taller but her shoulders broadening, her chest flattening, her waist expanding, ass shifting. Her costume vanished from her, replaced with a simple dull red t-shirt and a pair of baggy shorts. Where a voluptuous super heroine had stood, now there was an early twenties young man with scruffy but clean brown hair, slightly pretty boy features, and gray eyes.
He walked to the door that led to the main area of the apartment and then opened it. "Hey, Dane. What's up? I didn't hear you get back."
An orb of rust colored energy formed in his free hand and he hurled it at a pair of squad cars as they pulled up; it burst and washed over them. The vehicles shuddered and failed; gaping rust holes opening on their chassis and body, the engines seizing.
"Nice one, bro!" Holding on to the rail on the other side of the truck's loading door was a young woman with the right side of her head shaved and her long blond hair on the other side streaked with blue. She wore a black leather bustier and corset under a denim vest and a pair of tight leather pants that laced up the sides, clinging to long legs and a pert ass. "My turn!"
She stretched out a hand and a beam of sickly yellowish energy lanced out. The security guards who'd run out of the bank tumbled to the ground as she walked the beam over them; their strength sapped out of them and transferred to her. She laughed, stolen vitality and might flowing through her, "Nothing's going to stop us now!"
"That's right," her twin brother called back. "Wreck and Ruin are going to tear this town apart!"
"Not if I have anything to say about it," a clarion call of a voice rang out.
The two gasped and looked up, "Shit!" Wreck looked panicked. "It's her!"
Ruin yelled, "Miss Starbright!"
The protector of New Port, world famous super heroine, the cosmic crusader, Miss Starbright shot down from the sky like a lightning bolt. Her long blond hair flowed out like a banner behind her, falling to the small of her back when not in flight. It was glossy and vibrant, actually glowing faintly from her photonic powers. Her skin was fair and healthy, silky, smooth, and flawless. Her face was artful beauty; somehow delicate but firm. Her eyes gleamed brightly for justice, her irises showing the full visual spectrum. Her nose was pert and small, her lips full, lush, and a vibrant pink. Her body was curvaceous and slender; her arms supple and feminine, her legs long and shapely. Her shoulders were slender as well, her waist trim, her stomach flat. Her hips were a pleasing swell that looked perfect to take hold of and her ass was a beautiful heart shaped bubble butt that looked like you could bounce quarters off of it. Her breasts were one of her great claims to fame. They were big, huge even, easily the size of a man's head each and standing proud with no sag in defiance of gravity and all the laws of nature.
Her costume displayed that gorgeous knockout of a body perfectly. It was a white legless and sleeveless body stocking that had a five pointed star shaped hole over her tits; showing off a luscious amount of cleavage and flesh. It had piping and detail lines in the rainbow as well, and a halter style neck that left her upper back exposed as well. A short skirt hung from her hips, the pleated garment coming down to about an inch above her knees. She wore knee length high heeled boots in a vivid indigo, a vibrant green belt, and elbow length gloves in bright red. She wore a red mask that covered her cheekbones, around her eyes, and most of her forehead.
Miss Starbright landed on the street ahead of the fleeing truck, laden down with the money stolen from the credit union. "That's far enough!" She threw her arms forward, hands with fingers open, and from each finger tip a spark-like projectile shot forward. They blasted the tired of the truck, the vehicle bucking and wobbling, losing speed. Then she set her feet, spreading them slightly apart, leaned forward and caught the onrushing vehicle. Her arms bent slightly, her back tensed, but she did not move. The truck lifted up off the ground a few feet and slammed back down, Wreck and Ruin flying off the back to thud down onto the pavement.
Satisfied that their loot and getaway vehicle was down, the heroine smirked and then straightened up, dusting off her hands. "Wreck and Ruin, robbing a bank in my city? Bad decision. Now give up before I have to hurt you!"
The two super criminals were getting up slowly, dinged up from the fall. Wreck shook his head, "Forget it, Starbright! We'll kick your ass!"
"Yeah," Ruin added, blinking a little owlishly. "Even if there are two of you!"
Miss Starbright sighed. "All right. Let's make this quick then." She leaped up into the air and flew at the two villains, landing between them. A hand grabbed the front of Wreck's jacket and dipped into Ruin's corset to lift both of them up and then slam them together. The two crooks grunted and then went limp. The heroine sighed. "You two really aren't in my league. Sorry."
There were cheers from the city's citizens on the sidewalks, cameras were out flashing as they took pictures, many just recording. There were sirens as police cars and a few ambulances raced up. Miss Starbright waved at the citizens, blew a kiss, and then shot upward into the sky again.
That felt good! Bank robberies were one of her favorite crimes to stop. Miss Starbright flew through the city, senses alert for any signs of danger. Luckily, things seemed slow. Which was good; she felt like going home and getting some rest. Maybe Dane would be home soon. She felt a knot of excitement and anxiety in her stomach at that thought.
Her roommate. Who had no idea that his roomie was actually New Port's greatest hero. For good reason; she had one hell of a secret identity!
The buxom blonde flew to their apartment complex, zipping to the window she'd left open, as she always did. A quick look told her Dane was actually already home! She could hear the TV from the other room too. Miss Starbright landed on the carpet of her little bedroom and considered just walking out like this...but no, she just...couldn't. Not yet.
She took a breath and concentrated for a few moments. Then she sighed. Her body began to change, growing slightly taller but her shoulders broadening, her chest flattening, her waist expanding, ass shifting. Her costume vanished from her, replaced with a simple dull red t-shirt and a pair of baggy shorts. Where a voluptuous super heroine had stood, now there was an early twenties young man with scruffy but clean brown hair, slightly pretty boy features, and gray eyes.
He walked to the door that led to the main area of the apartment and then opened it. "Hey, Dane. What's up? I didn't hear you get back."