Super Sydney…. The very sound of that name filled Elektra Rayne with a burning rage. For years now, Rayne had watched the young heroine save the day, earning the praise and admiration of everyone. For years now, Rayne had watched the blonde take the spotlight, the center of everyone's attention. It infuriated her to no end. For months Elektra Rayne had been using her vast resources to attack Super Sydney from the shadows and try to bring the heroine down. She had sent anything and everything she could think of after Sydney; Robots, genetically modified soldiers, only for the blonde bombshell to take them down, swat them away and almost effortlessly overcome the attacks Miss Rayne had sent her way. No more. It ends now vowed Elektra. Elektra Rayne had called Super Sydney out for a one-on-one showdown and now, surrounded by a roaring, rowdy crowd, she stood in the centre of a ring at Madison Square Garden waiting for Super Sydney to arrive. Elektra Rayne knew she couldn't depend on anyone else, so she had decided to end the young woman's reign with her own two hands...and what Sydney didn't know is that Rayne had subjected herself to her latest, greatest, and final super serum. Elektra’s body, already thick and powerful, was now brimming with enhanced strength and extra durability. Enough to match or even exceed Sydney and bring her low once and for all. She waited in the ring, pacing anxiously back and forth, dressed in black leather as a stark contrast to Sydney's usual attire, showing off her voluptuous curves. She waited, a scowl on her face, the dark-haired CEO growing increasingly impatient with each passing second as she waited for Super Sydney to arrive.
The MSG crowd roared in a fever pitch as cameras flashed as the blonde bombshell suddenly appeared and bounded to the ring waving to her loyal citizens before dramatically climbing into the ring to face down her longtime rival.
The superheroine arched her back, placing her iconic breasts directly against the wicked villainess. “You sure you want to do this Elektra? I can just drag you and your big ass to jail without the beating” Sydney laughed
But something was off though. The busty black-haired woman seemed different, maybe trimmer or more athletic? Sydney couldn’t help but get a tinge of blush at the uncertainty of her situation. ‘Damn, is this bitch a G-cup?’ She thought
Standing tall, Rayne smirked back, looking down at the shorter woman and her lips curled into a vicious grin. She arched her own back, her chest shoving right back into Sydney's as she answered, her words carrying a quiet, cruel, and malicious edge to them.
"Always a joker, Sydney," She began, locking eyes with the buxom blonde bombshell. "I want this, and you know I want it. The real question is are you prepared to be destroyed and humiliated in front of all your adoring fans? Are you ready to be revealed for what you truly are? A pathetic, weak, helpless little girl?" Rayne pressed closer, shoving harder into Sydney. "I'll give you one chance. Admit your inferiority to me, relinquish your cape, and swear never to play at these superhero antics ever again. Do that, and I'll reconsider your destruction"
Super Sydney was the world’s greatest heroine… she was an icon… a legend and she was not used to being spoken to like this.
“Elektra you are a loser, you were born a loser and will always be a loser”. “You think you’re successful because you inherited your crooked fathers company?” “You think your tough because of your goons?” Super Syndey scoffed at the black-haired villainess. “I’ve beaten you at every turn, everything about you is a fraud from your fake nails to your fake tits” Sydney pushed her world-famous breasts and smiled as she felt Rayne step back. “Whatever got in to your tiny brain to come out here and challenge me… you’re going to regret it”
Rayne stumbled back only a step before catching her balance again, her malicious smile growing wider as Sydney ran her mouth. If the young heroine thought that Elektra Rayne to be some easy mark, a win that she would earn quick and move on with her day, well...Sydney had a few things to learn.
And she would be learning them sooner, rather than later.
*DING DING DING*
When the bell rang, Elektra immediately went on the attack. It wasn't pretty, it wasn't elegant, but she hoped it would catch the cocky heroine off guard. The dark-haired vixen suddenly swung her head straight forward, trying to slam her forehead into Sydney's nose in a quick, brutal headbutt.
This was not Super Sydney’s first rodeo however and the undefeated All-American girl ducked beneath the boorish assault and slipped between Elektra’s wide-open legs leaving Rayne looking momentarily confused and comically bent over, staring between her legs. Before the stunned villainess could react, Sydney dropped kicked her square in her big black thong clad ass and the villainess went stumbling forward, staggering away from Sydney, trying to find her balance. Elektra Rayne turned in rage only to be met with a massive glorious upper cut from America’s favorite daughter. POW! The big bad CEO was taken off her feet and landed spread eagled in the center of the ring.
Sydney turned and walked away from her rival as the crowd went NUTS! “Another job well done!” she said as she posed in her iconic power stance her hands at her waist letting the cameras wash over her
Suddenly she heard something odd… A laugh?
As Sydney turned to the laughter, there was Rayne, back on her feet as if nothing had happened, as if the attack had never even struck her. Her smile was as wide as it had ever been, cruelty in her eyes as she barked across the ring toward the blonde. "Is that it? Is that as hard as you can hit, Sydney? Pathetic..."
Suddenly, she burst into motion. Like a freight train, she exploded across the ring toward Super Sydney. Her arm came up, aiming straight for the heroine's world-famous chest, a stiff running clothesline meant to flatten her bosom and put Sydney onto her back!
PLOPPPPPP
Sydney eyes bulged as her tits were nearly blown out of her top. The blond bombshell was shockingly blasted on to her white clad ass ‘Guhhhh never been hit so hard’ she thought in a sudden daze
"Won't be the last time either" came a snarl from Rayne, the CEO towering over Sydney as the girl sat on her ass, dazed and confused by the running clothesline. With a sneer on her lips, she raised a leg and immediately thrusted a boot straight toward Sydney's chest, going after her famous tits once again as she tried to force the blonde down onto her back.
Sydney took a breath, caught the black boot and took Rayne off her feet. ‘How is she that strong?’ Super Sydney thought to herself as she regained a vertical base and gathered her composure. It appeared Super Sydney was in a real fight tonight.
Rayne hit the mat, but she was quick back on her feet, almost as quick as Sydney. She snarled again, shifting into a more defensive stance, narrowing her eyes coldly toward the blonde. "Not as easy you were expecting, am I?" she taunted
Super Sydney paused and noticed a hushed nervous energy had enveloped the arena, this was not how the fight was supposed to go “ENOUGH!” The blonde bombshell declared and charged her foe, but Elektra did not back down.
The two warriors COLLIDED chest to chest & JUG to JUG, shaking the arena as Sydney’s heroic pair met Raynes in a complete stalemate. “This isn’t possible” Super Syndey groaned through her teeth while Rayne held her own and smiled back, “Super Serum X bitch, ever hear of it”
Rayne held her ground, her giant chest standing firm, a brick wall against Sydney's head-on attack. She smirked, seeing the fear and the worry in the eyes of the younger woman as she pushed back against her, slowly licking her lips before continuing her threat. “Now I have you right where I've always wanted you..."
Elektra’s arms came up, quickly wrapping around Sydney's body, starting to squeeze the struggling blonde against her. Body to body and chest to chest, she secured her arms tight, attempting to crush Sydney's smaller frame against her with a powerful bearhug.
“Super Serum X… no” Sydney knew of the rumors about a deep black ops Super Soldier Serum circulating but she had always considered them just rumors. The gallant blond groaned as her now SUPER foe constricted her arms around her body squeezing the life out of her.
“Where did she get the serum… how strong can she be…. this isn’t poss…” Sydney’s lapse in concentration allowed Rayne to suddenly lift the heroine off her feet high into the air and executed a textbook devastating belly-to-belly suplex. Sydney’s eyes bulged and her top almost exploded from the force as she was nearly driven through the mats. Her celebrated iconic boobs bore the full weight of Elektra Rayne’s black clad jugs.
But Elektra wasn't done there, not by a long shot. Her hand went to Sydney's hair, grabbing a tight handful. As Rayne began to climb back to her feet and jerked Sydney along with her. Then once they were both back on their feet, she released her grip, grabbing Sydney by the arm with both hands, whipping her at full power toward a corner of the ring.
Super Sydney’s world-famous breasts bounced like 4th of July beach balls as she bounded into the ring corner. The bewildered blonde instinctively turned to protect her assets and her back impacted the turnbuckle shaking the entire ring with Elektra Rayne in hot pursuit. The super serum powered CEO leapt impossibly high into the air.
Super Sydney had only a split second to see what was coming in the arena lights as T.V. cameras zoomed tight to show a shocking unfamiliar look on the heroine’s famous face
IMPACT
T.V. broadcast beamed out in slow motion 4k when Elektra Rayne's enormous chest slammed right into Sydney's face, leaving her reeling. A muffled scream emerged from her as she began to slump against the corner but Rayne wasn't going to allow her to just fall away, absolutely not. Her hands grabbed Sydney's shoulders, sharpened nails grasping at her as Rayne pulled Sydney closer, arching her back to force her huge, heaving breasts right into Sydney's face. She even began to twist her upper body back and forth, forcing her tits to wipe against Sydney's face, the vile CEO laughing as she tried to smother out the younger girl with her gigantically sized bust.
Super Sydney was the world’s greatest heroine… she had been through battles and defeated all villains… she was invincible…. BELOVED. But she had never been in a fight like this… Elektra Rayne was punishing the blonde bombshell unlike anyone in her decorated career. T.V. viewers could hardly believe the close-up shots of Sydney seeking and gasping for air. Suddenly Rayne relented, Sydney gasped for life giving oxygen thankful for the respite.
However, the calculating CEO was offering none. As Sydney gulped air Elektra expertly entangled the blonde’s arms in the turnbuckle ropes and before Super Sydney could react, she was trapped in a rope prison
America’s Girl next door looked up to see Elektra Rayne grinning with malice.
Elektra Rayne had waited for this night her whole fucking life. She had spent millions, trained for years and the moment was here Super Sydney was all hers and she would do EVERYTHING she’d always imagined. Super Sydney’s breasts always enraged Elektra the most, hers were always second best to this fucking do-gooder and now here they were heaving… sucking in air like 2 big bullseyes?
Elektra remembered her speed bag training and unleashed hell on Super Sydney.
Jackhammer like fists began to swing at Sydney's chest, pounding each one of her giant tits in turn. Punch after punch, fist after fist, slamming into each of her famous tits, hammering her oversized breasts with all the fury of a madwoman unleashed. Sweat flew from her body as she beat and battered and pounded Sydney's jugs, the blonde screamed in pain, in horror at what was happening. Her body writhing from the nonstop punches, the heroine was practically begging Rayne to stop. But Elektra didn't stop. If anything, Sydney's screams only urged her on further, encouraged her to hit harder and
faster.
She was unrelenting, a woman on fire, striking Sydney's breasts as if she was trying to pop them. She was practically berserk, and no-one and nothing was going to stop her rampage. Not until she was satisfied with her vile, insidious work.
Super Sydney’s fans could hardly believe their eyes or ears as the grotesque sound of fist meeting tit-flesh echoed throughout Madison Square Garden. The television crew nearly erupted in a fistfight in the truck over the lewd close ups of Rayne’s piston like fists plowing into Super Sydney’s strained overworked top.
The blonde bombshell convulsed as Elektra Rayne hammered her “Gawwwwd no… my boobs… must escape” Sydney moaned.
Before she could even come close to escaping, the vicious and vile Elektra was on her again attacking her with a yet unseen fury, a dark passion for destruction unlike anything Sydney had ever faced. Fist after fist after fist slammed into Sydney’s grand and glorious tits, each strike sending flecks of sweat from them, each punch causing them to bounce and jiggle around like balloons in a hurricane. That hurricane was named Hurricane Rayne, a woman who had finally gotten the chance she wanted and was taking full advantage. Finally, after a seeming eternity Elektra relented. The big bad bitch took a step back and hit Super Sydney’s iconic power pose her hand at her waste laughing admiring her handy work.
As Elektra struck her pose Sydney went limp and if not for her arms tangled over the ropes, she would have collapsed straight onto her face against the mat. Her chest, her beloved chest was bruised, red, purple and aching like hell. She could barely breathe let alone deal with the intense pain rushing through her upper body. She had to get free, had to get off the ropes, but she was in a bad position. Her arms felt too weak to deal with the position they were trapped in, and even if she tried, Rayne was right there and Rayne was far from finished with her.
After holding Sydney's pose for a long while, the villainess CEO stepped forward. A hand lifted, cupping Sydney's chin, forcing her to look up at the raven-haired vixen as she purred toward the hurting blonde.
"You're mine, bitch...and this fight isn't over until I've got you screaming my name" Elektra cooed, staring intently into the younger woman's eyes. A cold shiver, a shudder of fright raced through Sydney as she stared back at Rayne, her bright blue eyes quivering in fear as she began to realize that she was outmatched, that somehow Elektra had become better, stronger than her.
With that same vile smirk upon her lips Rayne released her grip on Sydney's chin. She reached for her arms, going to untangle them from their prison before ducking low, pushing toward Sydney to scoop her up and over her shoulders, planning on bending her in a torture rack submission, wanting to break the blonde in half to make her scream in agony.
Super Sydney stared up into the arena lights as Rayne lifted her high into the sky and began to exert unnatural pressure on the heroine’s body. Elektra pulled down on her body, bending the smaller blonde over her shoulders, as if she was trying to snap the other woman right in half. Her muscles flexed and sweat rolled down her curves as she exerted pressure upon Sydney, snorting angrily as she tried force Sydney to finally wail out her submission.
Sydney’s eyes began to well as she felt Elektra trying to seemingly split her in half…
“No”
“No”
“I AM SUPER SYDNEY “
The iconic heroine suddenly bucked and burst with a deep reservoir of energy. Rayne was stunned she was so sure the slut was finished she could not keep the hold of her blonde rival. In a flash Super Sydney slithered free. Elektra roared with rage and threw a massive haymaker that only found air. The CEO of Raynecorp pirouetted and was met with dual boots slamming into her own titanic-sized chest by a missile drop kick from the gallant super heroine. The impact sent her flying, and within seconds she was on her back, staring up at the lights above. She blinked once, twice, she began to hurry back up to her feet, scrambling to get back up to a standing position, an open target for Sydney's next move.
Super Sydney had a newfound purpose and attacked with the graceful fury that made her famous. Rayne could only defend so much, the battered blonde was somehow still to fucking fast. Sydney and Rayne danced in the middle of the ring while the villainess was peppered with stinging blows. Rayne’s powerful counters were too slow, and she was soaking up punishment. Suddenly Sydney unleashed an epic superkick blowing Rayne to her back with her tits up. Elektra saw stars while Sydney gathered herself and the crowd roared.
The heroine took a moment to breathe; she was tapping reserves she didn’t know she had. Instead of following her attack she looked down and was embarrassed to see her damaged strained damaged top. ‘That bitch almost ruined my top’ Sydney thought as she tried to fix some of the tears and stop herself from being exposed. Super Sydney stopped looking at her nearly exposed breasts and looked up to see her foe standing opposite the ring.
Elektra Rayne stood tall with her tits out, a smirk on her lips and motioned with her finger
“Come and get it bitch”
Super Sydney knew “This bitch wants to titfight ME?”
The two women stood face-to-face both staring each other down before giving one another a slow nod, slowly stepping toward one another. Hands at their sides they both thrust their chests forward, slamming their tits right against each other's. Sydney growled and Elektra sneered, the two women planted their feet hard into the mat and shoved roughly against each other, forcing their chests to rub & grind together.
The titfight taking place in the middle of Madison Square Garden was one for the ages with Super Sydney’s pride and joy going to war with Elektra Rayne’s warheads.
At first, it seemed like neither woman could pick up an advantage as if both were deadlocked against each other... then slowly but surely, Sydney began to push forward, her strength on full display as she began to shove Rayne backwards. Rayne looked absolutely shocked, her eyes starting to grow wide as she was forced back one step then two steps then three. But then she growled and hissed, fury in her eyes as she gathered her strength, shoving right back toward Sydney with even more force than before and now it was Sydney's turn to look surprised and almost fearful as Rayne forced her back, right back toward the center of the ring!
Super Sydney tried to focus, tried to redouble her own efforts, but her chest was still aching, still sore and bruised from Rayne's vile assault upon her tits earlier. Her chest hurt and she found it harder to stand against Rayne's own chest. It didn't help that the CEO's jugs were gigantic. Sydney's were huge, but she felt like Rayne's were that much bigger, a pair of wrecking balls designed entirely to destroy her own pair. She began to whimper, and slowly but surely began to fall back. Rayne started to force the young blonde backward, toward the ropes, her jugs outright bullying Sydney's own pair at this point.
There was simply no way Super Sydney could lose this… she had the most famous breasts on earth. But Elektra Raynes assault had weakened her, and the big bad CEOs set were fearsome. The arena roared as the superwomen did battle but the roar soon turned to a nervous tension the longer their heroine struggled to defeat the Vile Villainess.
Super Sydney could feel the weight of it all, the fans, the lights, the cameras. ‘Can’t lose… not to her… must keep going… everyone’s watching me, got to finish this NOW’ Super Sydney thought. The Blonde Bombshell reached down once more, further than ever before in her superhero career and launched one last offensive
Super Sydney and Elektra Rayne engaged in a mutual BEARHUG and Sydney’s tits BLASTED Rayne’s. Cameras zoomed on the Junbotron and the crowd roared as Sydney slowly but surely forced Elektra into a retreat. Super Sydney’s eyes closed as she focused her last push ‘just a little more’.
She could hear the fans “YES! SHE’S DOING IT! GO SUPER SYDNEY!”
The world’s mightiest heroine could feel she was seconds from victory; she could feel Rayne giving in… until she couldn’t.
The cameras caught it first then the ringside fans, Super Sydney had hit a brick wall
“No”
Sydney could feel her momentum come to a sudden halt then as surely as gained ground, Rayne had taken it back…
“No”
“Noo”
“Don’t look down”
“Don’t look down”
Sydney couldn’t help it. She looked down and her eyes went wide with FEAR. Elektra Rayne’s epic tits were devouring her own cherished rack “Gawwwwwd nooooo! THEY’RE HUGGGGE!” Sydney wailed.
"BIGGER THAN YOURS! BIGGER AND BETTER!" Rayne roared, triumph in her voice as she screamed at the blonde. Her arms wrapped tighter around Sydney, the super serum in her veins helping her squeeze, forcing their bodies & their breasts closer with each squeeze of the villainess's arms. Sydney could only scream as Rayne's massive bust enveloped her own, huge jugs pancaking her pair, smothering them beneath their size and their weight.
Sweat rolled down the sides of Rayne's face as she hugged Sydney tighter, and Sydney could only wail in response, shaking her head back and forth in a refusal to acknowledge the position she was in, refusal to acknowledge that this was it, she was done. The audience screamed, begging for her to break free, jeering and booing at Elektra, but Sydney couldn't find the strength to break the bearhug. She couldn't find the power to break free from Rayne's python-like squeezing of her body.
"SUBMIT!" Came Rayne's yell, demanding and controlling. "GIVE! UP!" She screamed, fury in her voice as she squeezed her enemy tighter. She had Super Syndey trapped. She had her beat, and she wasn't letting go until she got what she wanted, until she heard Sydney finally submitting to her. Finally giving in and admitting that she was done.
The silence in Madison Square Garden was deafening as Super Sydney’s breasts were unfathomably conquered by Elektra Ryane. The people simply couldn’t believe their eyes as their heroine’s heaving tits succumbed. “We can do this the easy way or the hard way Super Slut” Rayne commanded.“Tell the people, tell them you quit”
“Go to hell, Super Sydney never quits” The busted bombshell gurgled
“Hard way it is” Rayne cackled as she threw Sydney to the mat with a loud thud.
The blonde landed hard and was now operating on sheer instinct. Fight or flight and flight kicked in. ‘She’s too much I need to get out of here need to regroup’ the All-American girl began to try and crawl to the ring exit away from Rayne in her first retreat ever. Super Sydney looked up and saw 15 thousand people staring at her in despair
“I’m sorry” she whispered “I’ll beat her another day”
Sydney suddenly shivered as she saw the looming shadow of Rayne towering over her. “Where do you think you’re going Super Slut, don’t you think all the people should get their money’s worth and see the second best tits on Earth”
“No…. gawddddd no” Sydney gasped
The victorious villainess grabbed Sydney’s matted sweaty blonde hard before shoving her tits up against the ropes straight at the TV cameras “Get ready for your grand unveiling SUPER SLUT” Sydney was forced against the ropes. She was broken. She was beaten. She couldn't find the strength or the energy to get away, and even if she could have, Rayne was right there, preventing her from making any kind of real escape.
The villainess stepped closer, pushing into Sydney from behind, her huge and heaving breasts squashing up against Sydney, flattening against her backside as her arms wrapped around the woman and gently cupped each one of her world-class tits. Fingers curled against her breasts, starting to squeeze them gently. The super-powered CEO leaning in to whisper softly into Sydney's ear "you don't know how long I've fucking waited for this day" she whispered, her words hot against the skin of the superheroine. Her fingertips dug into Sydney's titflesh as the blonde shivered at Elektra's cruel words, the young beauty shaking in her grasp.
Rayne's fingers slid into the rips and tears of Sydney's costume. They tore into the holes of her outfit, tugging at the holes until they finally found purchase. Then with the cruelest smile and malicious intent shining in her eyes, Elektra began to pull.
RIIIIIP
The sound of the villainess ripping away Sydney's top echoed through the silence of Madison Square Garden, the assembled audience stunned and speechless as they watched their heroine's humiliation. Rayne tore, pulled, and ripped yanking away the fabric covering Sydney's chest, until finally the blonde's jugs were free. Each one of her breasts fully exposed spilled forth, bare, naked and completely uncovered. The crowd saw Super Sydney’s breasts, bruised black and purple from Rayne's assault. Cameras snapped as the audience in front of the two women took dozens of pictures. The flashes nearly blinding Sydney as tears began to streak down her face, the humiliation of what was happening hurting her more than Rayne's physical attacks ever could.
Super Sydney broke down and wept as she was exposed to the thousands in attendance and millions across the world. Rayne unfurled a wicked grin as she watched tear drops fall from the shattered Super Sydney’s face on to her fully bared batted boobs.
“This can’t be happening, this is a nightmare” Sydney babbled
Elektra laughed with a cruel malice “This no nightmare Sydney this is the day you met ELEKTRA RAYNE!” The vile villainess released her prey and stood triumphant as she watched her greatest rival crumble pathetically to the middle of the ring. “Well Not So Super Sydney we could do this all night, but I think it’s about time to bring this show to a close no?”
Sydney quivered spread eagled, her bare breasts rising and falling in the cool arena air as Elektra stood over her requesting an arena microphone. “One last chance to quit Syd one last chance to surrender the city to Elektra Rayne” Elektra then straddled the crushed superheroine and readied her twin nuclear warheads for deployment.
Super Sydney’s eyes went nearly mad with fear all pride was now gone. She broke down. It was over. It was all over, and Elektra Rayne had ruined her. “Please no. Please Elektra. No more”
Elektra grinned and stuck the mic into the quivering bombshell’s face. “For the people in the back” she purred. Sydney begged. “Please… the city is yours”, “anything but your tits”,“please not the tits”.
“Submission… accepted!” Rayne boomed before dropping the mic “but you’re getting ALL THE JUGS SUPER SLUT”. Sydney’s eyes went wide as saucers as Elekra Rayne’s jugs blotted out the arena lights like an eclipse. The All-American tried to scream as Elektra Rayne dropped her BOMBS. Elektra's tits slammed down hard onto Sydney's own, blasting what little air was in her lungs right out of her while leaving her stunned and breathless.
But Elektra wasn't done. Before Sydney had a chance to even squirm, the villainess was sliding her body upwards, covering Sydney's face with her huge, soft tits. Rayne grabbed Sydney by the wrists, pinning them down so that as the blonde began to struggle, she couldn't get free. She couldn't get the bigger, badder woman off of her.
A cry from Sydney's lips, but it was muffled and drowned out by the titflesh of the evil CEO pushing down upon her, cutting off any chance of air. Sydney was trapped, and all she could do was kick her legs against the mat, helpless in her defeat at the hands of Elektra.
"You're done Super Slut. I've shown the world what you really are: a pathetic, helpless little girl" Rayne purred, her voice sultrier than before, almost alluring in tone as she pressed down harder against Sydney. "You're finished. I've outmuscled you and now I've out-chested you. All that's left is your last long goodnight"
With her final words practically moaned toward Sydney, Rayne went quiet. Basking in the sensations of the younger woman fighting from below, the warmth of her breath against the bare and exposed skin of the villainess. Eventually though, Sydney's struggles began to slow, growing weaker, until even her legs had stopped moving, until she wasn't fighting back anymore, until Rayne could tell she was done, passed out beneath the villainess's bigger, superior tits.
A pin drop could be heard in the arena as Super Sydney shuddered and went limp beneath her conqueror. The battle was all over, and the career of the world’s greatest superheroine was shockingly snuffed out by the all-mighty jugs of Elektra Rayne.
Elektra let Sydney finally escape into unconsciousness as she released her prey revealing Sydney’s slumbering jug shocked face. Rayne slowly gathered herself and took a moment to revel in her total victory over Sydney. The CEO and new ruler of the city held up the tattered remains of Super Sydney’s cape before placing a black boot between the former Superheroines battered boobs.
The image would become iconic
Camera flashes fell upon the now unforgettable sight of the once Super Sydney decimated under the boot of Elektra Rayne. Every newspaper, broadcast and website across the globe would share the news of Super Sydney’s destruction.
It was a whole new world and it belonged to Elektra Rayne
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