Shazzana- Superwoman of Arabia

Ancient Arabia

It was a time of great celebration in the Kingdom of Arabia. The young Sultan had chosen a bride to be his queen. However it was not from his harem of a dozen wives. He had chosen a woman from a foreign land. Her name was Princess Jade...daughter of a ruler of that land. As the Sultan and his new queen to be revelled in the celebrations in the Royal Palace in Baghdad...figures sulked in the shadows. They plotted the downfall of the young ruler...who was yet to be tested..believing that the time to take control of the Kingdom of Arabia was close at hand.

In the days that followed...masked raiders struck at will in different parts of the kingdom...burning, pillaging, killing...stretching the soldiers of the Sultan to the limit as they seemed to strike out of nowhere and fade away just as quickly. One night..the Sultan pondered these attacks in his throne room..and Princess Jade entered to offer her soon to be husband some comfort. "These are troubled times my love...Enemies of my kingdom threaten all that is good...What am I to do?" asked the Sultan as he looked at his young bride of 18 years.. her black hair tied atop her head...wearing a light silver gown as she stood before him.

"Worry not my lord...Good shall prevail over this evil..and all shall be set right again" said Jade as she kissed his right hand..before departing for their chambers...leaving the Sultan alone with his thoughts. He had no idea that his new bride was not simply offering him words of comfort but a promise that her words would be backed up by action. Alone in the privacy of their chambers..the Princess Jade..let her gown fall to her ankles and she walked naked towards a trunk..opening it to pull out a golden belt which bore the insignia of a crescent moon on its buckle. As she fastened it around her waist..her body was bathed in an aura of golden light. When it faded..it revealed an amazing transformation had taken place.

A tall woman..seven feet in height..with a long mane of shiny black hair which flowed from the top of her head..on to her broad naked shoulders...reaching the middle of her back..with a curvaceous and muscular body...with thin strands of black silk..barely covering a pair of huge firm breasts..with large brown nipples and areolas atop their summits..and the space between her large thighs...a pair of strong hands with glossy fingernails..erotic bare feet with glossy toenails..gold bracelets on her wrists...gold bangles above her ankles...and black silk mask across the upper part of her face..emerged.

"My beloved is deeply troubled...He fears there is no force able to defeat the evil which threatens the Kingdom of Arabia...He knows not the secret of his own bride...that Princess Jade...has been granted the power by the ancients..to fight evil in all its forms...as..SHAZZANA!!" declared the mighty warrior woman as she flexed the muscles of her curvaceous body. Using her mental powers..Shazzana summoned a magic flying carpet which was as black as the night. Standing atop the carpet..she flew out of the Palace..off to battle the evildoers wherever she would find them.

The days that followed..saw the name of Shazzana being heralded throughout the kingdom..as were her exploits against the mysterious masked raiders. She appeared out of nowhere..to defeat them. Tales said of her great strength..that she possessed the strength of 20 men..and she waded through ranks of enemies armed with swords, spears, knives and clubs..dispatching them easily with her fists and with her feet. Her beauty was also widely spoken off throughout the kingdom..especially her incredible body which was barely covered by thin veils of black silk..across her broad chest and between her huge thighs.


However two persons took no pleasure in hearing the exploits of Shazzana.. whose untimely appearance threatened well laid plans. They met under clandestine circumstances...to speak about the threat posed by their new enemy. As they recounted tales of the defeats of their followers at the hands of this mysterious warrior woman...a plan was hatched to deal with her..remove her as an obstacle from their path.


Thus it happened one night as Shazzana flew over the Arabian desert...standing on her magic flying carpet. Her erotic bare feet planted on the surface of the carpet..her muscular legs spread slightly apart..her hands resting on either side of her shapely waist..her huge breasts pushed forward...as the wind brushed against her incredible body. "Another night of triumph...the enemies of my beloved will all soon be defeated...Now to return to him at the Palace and..." thought the scantily-clad heroine as she flew towards the Royal Palace. However her thoughts of spending the remainder of the night with the Sultan in her alter-ego of Princess Jade..when she noticed that a small convoy was under attack from a band of raiders.

Swooping in..Shazzana entered the fray without fear or hesitation. "Behold my great strength!!" declared the warrior woman as she extended her right leg..her opponent blinded by the shine from the toenails of her erotic right foot as it connected with his jaw. Using her bracelets to block the sword strikes of another raider..Shazzana grabbed him by the scruff of his tunic and effortlessly hurled him over her left shoulder hard to the ground. Spinning around..she sent another raider sprawling along the ground by driving the ball of her erotic left foot into his gut..knocking the wind out of him. "Heed my warning evil ones!!..Shazzana fights for justice and defends the innocent people of Arabia!!" declared the mighty heroine as she felled the final raider with a right fist to the jaw.

As her enemies lay defeated on the sand..besides the bodies of servants slain by them..Shazzana walked slowly towards the litter to see if the occupants were all right. As she pulled back the thick curtains of the litter and peered inside...the trap was sprung. As she leaned inside ..hands reached towards the mighty warrior woman..who was taken completely by surprise for the first time in all of her fabled exploits.

"Moons of Muhammad!!..Who dares to touch my breasts..I shall...Unnnn...do nothing...Unnnn...something is placed on my mighty nipples...I grow...weary...very...weary..." confessed the big breasted champion as evil hands expertly applied a sweet scented oil over every inch of her large brown nipples..which were barely concealed by her thin veils of black silk across her broad chest...as she leaned inside of the litter.


To be continued