Tigress of India in Tomorrow World 2

Northern outskirts of Bombay. Same time.


Hidden amongst a cluster of trees in a field outside the city...the Science Minister Zarko was testing the quality of the trillium which General Zod and his men had procured from the British Army's depot the night before. "What is your analysis Scientist?!" asked Zod in a mocking tone as he stood a short distance away from Zarko with two of his men while the Science Minister analysed a sample of the brown metal. Zarko looked up from an advanced-looking microscope he was peering through and turned to face the General. "I regret to say that the energy levels of this trillium have been severely depleted over time...they can be used in the Power Cells of the Sky City..but it would be a matter of hours before they are depleted..." reported Zarko with concern in his voice. "Curses!...We must prolong our mission on the surface..We must find more of trillium...and quickly before the crisis at Zanados becomes dire..." yelled Zod as he stated the obvious.


At that moment...another one of Zod's guards entered Zarko's laboratory. Though it escaped Zod and the other two guards' notice...Zarko saw that this guard had a strange, glazed look in his eyes. "General...We have captured a stranger...He has told us of where we can find more trillium..but he has made an offer for us to help him..before he reveals the location of the trillium..." stated the guard in a robotic-like voice. "General..Perhaps I should.." began Zarko. "No!..I command this mission ...I shall deal with this interloper...My guards will remain here while I deal with him personally..." snapped Zod. Leaving the three guards in the laboratory with Zarko...the General marched towards another chamber of the ship...where a man..garbed in a thick crimson cloak and hood..stood before him. He raised his head as Zod approached..to reveal a golden skull face below his hood. In his right hand he held a thick wooden staff..with a gleaming white skull at the top.


"You...Human!..You are to interfere with a mission of the Sky City of Zanados?!...I demand that you..." declared General Zod. However his sentence was interrupted as the criminal mastermind known throughout India as...THE MAHAR...pointed his staff directly at Zod's face before he could utter another word. The eyes of the skull atop the staff..glowed..sending waves of a strange red energy into the face of General Zod. His fickle mind...driven by a deep-seated lust for power...was quickly placed into a trap by the cunning of the Mahar and his hypnotic staff. "You are under my control alien..You must do whatever I command!" said the Mahar. "Yes my Lord...General Zod hears.. and his men shall obey..." replied the hypnotised General..standing at attention before the cunning villain.


"Excellent...my followers observed you at the British Army's storage depot...and that you easily defeated the accursed Tigress of India!" snarled the Mahar. "Yes...the human female..tried to stop our mission...the Sky City is in grave peril...must find trillium or Zanados will be destroyed..." confessed Zod. "The Tigress of India is your enemy...She means to destroy your precious Sky City..." said the Mahar..planting misinformation into the mind of the hypnotised Zanadian leader. "Tigress is enemy of Zanados...Tigress must be destroyed..." replied Zod. "No...I have other plans for that big breasted female....We shall trap her...make her big breasts become tired and weak...then you shall take me to your Sky City...once I am there..I shall tell you where to find the trillium that you seek.." replied the Mahar. "Yes my Lord...it shall be done..." replied Zod as he prepared to hear the evil commands which the Mahar had to give him.


Two days later. Diala Singh's apartment. 6 am.


Sitting in her bathrub..filled close to the brim with thick, soapy water...Diala sighed with pleasure as she rubbed a damp sponge all over her naked, large breasts..as she prepared for work. Her smooth dark brown gleamed from the soap-filled water as she massaged the sponge all over her naked body..as she took her morning bath before getting dressed to go to work. The mousy secretary was daydreaming about her man..the handsome and brave Major Gavin Stewart fondling and caressing every inch of her incredible chest..and smiled to herself. "If only I did not have to become Tigress...Gavin and I could be together...Perhaps once the war is over and the Nazis are defeated..." thought Diala. However Diala's thoughts were interrupted by the glowing of her magic, golden Tiger Talisman belt...which was draped over a nearby chair.


"Spirit of the Tiger!...My Tiger Belt is sensing the presence of evil!....It is time for Diala Singh to change into the Tigress of India!" said Diala with conviction in her voice. She wasted no time in leaping out of the bathtub. Her naked large brown breasts swaying from side to side...gleaming from the soapy water...her black, puffy nipples...were slightly aroused from her repeated strokes of her chest with the sponge. The suds also sliding down her flat abdomen...past the thick clump of black pubic hair between her thighs...and dripping on to the floor between her bare feet. Grabbing the gleaming golden belt and wrapping it around her waist...Diala Singh was immediately transformed into the mighty Tigress of India. Her brown body becoming increasingly muscular and sexily feminine...garbed only by a flimsy tiger belt bikini...which barely covered the huge mounds of her broad chest and the thick patch of silky black pubic hair between her large thighs.


Diala's thick black hair..which had been tied atop her head while she was bathing...became glossy..cascading on to her naked, broad shoulders and reaching the centre of her back. A thin tiger pelt mask formed around her brown eyes..stretching across the upper part of her beautiful face to conceal her identity. "Doing Colonel MacDonald's paperwork as Diala Singh will face to wait...Time for the Tigress to hunt the Nazis and their allies from carrying out their nefarious plans against the people of India!" declared the sexy Indian Adventuress. Her big brown breasts swaying sexily under her skimpy bra as she ran...the Tigress of India exited her alter-ego's apartment unnoticed by way of an open window and a fire escape. Flexing her well-defined muscles and leaping like a cat...Diala made her way across the rooftops..as she followed the trail of evil emanations which her magic belt had located.


Below her..the city was no waking up and almost no one noticed her shapely figure traveling across the rooftops. No one that is except...15-year old Dhanny Balkie as he did his morning paper delivery route. Glancing up..Dhanny smiled as he saw every muscle on Diala's curvaceous body accentuate as she moved swiftly over the rooftop. He still remembered how the mighty Indian Superwoman had rescued him from some thugs...and how he returned the favour after a sneaky boxing promoter had managed to chloroform her big breasts until she went out like a light. "You might need some help Big Sister...Especially if the crooks got chloroform waiting for you..." thought Dhanny as he turned his bicycle in the direction that the Tigress was running over the rooftops...as he tried his best to follow her.


The teenage boy completely forgot about his basketful of letters and packages..some of which were destined for British Intelligence Headquarters..where the Indian Adventuress secretly worked in the guise of secretary Diala Singh. Unfortunately..the gorgeous Tigress was far too swift for him..and he lost her in the growing pedestrian and vehicular traffic..as the city of Bombay gradually awakened to yet another day. Somersaulting through gracefully through the air...her smooth, muscled arms and legs at full stretch...Tigress landed nimbly on the balls of her erotic bare feet..on the long stone steps of the Bombay Public Library...attracting the stares of some passers-by. The men were mesmerised by the rhythmic jiggling of her massive brown bust and her pear shaped buttocks as she ran into the library. The women turned their noses..wondering how Tigress could expose so much of her incredible body..which any one of them would silently kill to have.


Leaping forward..with her long right leg at full stretch...the ball of Diala's erotic right foot made contact with the large, strong mahoghany doors of the Library...effortlessly kicking them open. The shapely breasts of the alluring Indian Adventuress bobbed and swayed under her thin, flimsy tiger pelt bra..and she felt the cool sensation of the ceramic tiles below her sexy bare feet as she raced into the main library. Tigress halted her run as she noticed that several shelves of books lay scattered along the floor. Her brown eyes blinking in the slits of her thin tiger pelt mask as she saw seven men...clad in strange green and gold hooded uniforms..armed with strange-looking pistols..rummaging through library..searching for something. Diala assumed her trademark pose which was known to all the criminals of India. Her hands balled into fists..resting lightly on either side of her curvy waist..her long, muscular legs spread slightly apart..and her famous large, rounded breasts pushed forward.


"Cease this wanton destruction at once fiends!..Surrender now..or face the wrath and power..of the TIGRESS OF INDIA!!" declared Diala in a loud clear voice. The Zanadian soldiers...having been given orders by General Zod about what to do should the sexy Heroine of India make an appearance as she did...immediately reached for their holsters..drawing their long, muzzled silver ray guns. "Spirit of the Tiger!!..What manner of magic is this?!" said Tigress as her fighting instincts immediately kicked in...as she leapt with uncanny agility from one side of the main library to another...evading the searching purple beams being fired at her from the Zanadians' lasers. Pouncing on the Zanadian closest to her...the beauteous Indian Superwoman sent him into dreamland with a hard right fist to the jaw.


The sexy toes of Diala's left foot flexed as the ball of that foot was planted hard into the chest of another Zanadian soldier. As he fell stunned to the floor..he inadvertently fired his weapon at one of his own comrades...rendering that soldier unconscious with a stun blast. Leaping forward... the strong hands of the Tigress grabbed a Zanadian around his neck. Planting the soles of her erotic bare feet flat on the floor...Diala's curvaceous body twisted sexily as she effortlessly hurled him against a mounted globe of the world..knocking the brass sphere off its pedestal..sending it rolling along the floor. Landing on the tiled floor of the library...on the balls of her erotic bare feet...Tigress raised her arms and spread her legs slightly apart...assumming a fighting stance as another Zanadian soldier rushed towards her.


Twisting her curvaceous body as he made a wild swipe with his right fist...Diala easily dodged his blow and countered with a right hand karate chop to the back of his neck as he moved past her. The Zanadian's eyes rolled up in his head and he uttered a low groan before he crashed to the floor unconscious. Training their laser pistols at the gorgeous Indian Superwoman... the remaining two Zanadian soldiers sent a salvo of purple energy beams hurtling towards her..as she charged towards them. However..distracted by the sensuous swaying of the buxom heroine's large brown breasts..that were barely confined within her thin, tiger pelt bra...their aim was wayward...none of their laser beams coming anywhere close to her curvaceous and muscular body. Smiling to herself that the large brown mounds of her awesome chest had distracted her enemies...Diala put her plan of attack into motion.


Flexing her huge muscular thighs...the Tigress of India leapt into the air...extending her long, shapely legs towards the two Zanadian soldiers as she flew towards them like a rocket. Spreading her legs wide apart at the last minute...Diala allowed the balls of her left and right erotic bare feet..to simultaneously strike each of the alien warriors in their jaws. They groaned in pain..their eyes rolling up in their heads as they collapsed to the floor unconscious. The buxom Indian Adventuress landed on the balls of her erotic bare feet...the muscles of her shapely body tensed..her brown eyes in the slits of her tiger pelt mask...surveying some of the bookshelves that the Zanadians had toppled and the many old books which lay scattered about the floor of the library. Standing triumphantly...her hands resting on her curvy hips, her long legs slightly apart and her large, firm brown breasts pushed forward with confidence...Tigress watched the seven Zanadian soldiers who lay dazed and disoriented on the floor after her hurricane-like attack.


General Zod emerged from the shadows of a nearby corridor..coming face to face with the beauteous Indian Superwoman. "You seem to be the leader of these...men...Your clothing and weapons are like nothing I have ever seen..Who are you??...What do you want here??...I strongly advise you to surrender...or you shall witness the power and wrath of the Tigress of India!" declared Diala to the alien general. "You!..Tigress...are the enemy of the Sky City of Zanados!!..You defeat my trained soldiers with you strange fighting abilities....You wish the destruction of my people!!...You keep the trillium which the Zanados needs for its survival!!" yelled Zod as he pointed a raised an wiry right index finger at Diala. "What?!...I do not know anything about a Sky City...or this thing which you call trillium....I am not your enemy...I am the Heroine of India...I fight for justice ...protect innocent people from the evil of the Nazis and their allies...Obviously you are not a Nazi...Tell me what is your trouble...and I shall help you..." said Tigress in a soft, calm voice...relaxing her stance as she walked slowly towards Zod.


Concealed behind some other bookshelves that were standing on the opposite side of the library..behind the unsuspecting Tigress of India...her arch-enemy, the Mahar..looked on as she walked towards Zod trying to convince him to surrender. In his right gloved hand....the criminal mastermind held the General's unique rod. Having gotten the hypnotised Zod to tell him how to use it...the Mahar aimed the rod at the huge brass globe which Tigress had knocked off its pedestal during her fight with Zod's loyal soldiers. Pressing a sequence of knobs on the rod's handles...the villain caused the huge sphere to lift up into the air.. and hover about one foot in the air. The Mahar's eyes gleamed with wicked intent and he smiled beneath his skull mask as he moved the massive brass globe into position...directly behind the unsuspecting Indian Superwoman who was still trying to persuade the irate General Zod that she was not his enemy.


At that moment...young Dhanny Balkie leapt off his bike and raced past the guards..straight into British Army Intelligence headquarters. "Hey you!..Stop!" yelled one of the military policemen. Joined by another MP they ran after Dhanny as he ran up the staircase... towards an office which he knew well. A blond haired army officer was seated at his desk studying some documents when the out of breath teenager ran inside..with the two MPs on his heels. Once of them grabbed hold of Dhanny's arm. "It's all right Sergeant!...I know this boy...I'll take care of this..." said Major Gavin Stewart as he stood up from behind his desk. "Yes sir" replied the MP Sergeant with a salute of his right hand..and he and the other MP left the office as quickly as they had come.


Gavin knew the teenager from his last adventure with the Tigress of India..which saw the sexy Indian Avengeress taken captive by a clever boxing promoter who used her sense of fair play against her..and succeeded in chloroforming her large breasts to sleep..in a boxing ring with hundreds of people watching. "Steady lad...Tell me what's wrong?" said Gavin as he knelt down in front of Dhanny and placed his hands on the teenage boy's shoulders.


Meanwhile back at the Bombay Public Library....the beauteous Tigress of India was still unaware of the clever trap that her arch enemy..the Mahar had set for her..and which she had unwittingly placed herself in. Distracted by the illogical ranting of General Zod...the Indian Superwoman did not see the massive brass globe floating behind her. "Lies!!..Lies!!...You must be put to sleep!!" roared General Zod as he reached for his holstered laser pistol. "You will have to do better than that to make me go to sleep!" quipped Diala as she bounded towards the alien leader...her large brown breasts swaying sensuously in the confines of her thin tiger pelt bra as she ran...towards him...making long strides with her powerful legs..her sexy toes flexing every time her erotic bare feet were raised off the tiled floor. Flexing her huge thighs...Tigress leapt towards Zod..extending her right leg towards him.


Distracted by the narrowing of Diala's flimsy tiger pelt panties between her large thighs...which offered him a glimpse of her thick forest of silky black pubic hair...Zod hesitated to draw his weapon.. and never saw the smooth, flat surface of the ball of her erotic bare foot as it came hurtling towards his face. Zod groaned in pain as the heroine's famed foot struck him straight in the centre of his face...and was sent sprawling along the tiled floor of the library. With her smooth, muscled arms raised in the air...and her long, muscular legs spread wide apart...the sexy Tigress of India landed nimbly on the cool tiled floor..on the balls of her erotic bare feet. Tapping another sequence of buttons on the Zanadian power rod....the Mahar sent the huge brass globe..flying straight towards the gorgeous Indian Superwoman. As Tigress turned around...she took the full brunt of the massive metal sphere's right on her amazing chest.


"Offffhhhh!!!!" was the comment that escaped from Diala's full red lips...as the huge brass globe pinned her against a nearby wall. Activating the controls of the rod again...the Mahar caused the globe to spin rapidly ...its smooth cold, surface...flattening and rubbing up against the famed large, rounded brown breasts of the celebrated Indian Adventuress. "Uuunnhhhh!!!...What manner of evil...Uuunnhhh!!!!...I am bearing the weight of the world on my breasts!!....Spirit of the Tiger...Pain ...in my breasts...Aahunhhh!!!...too much...Globe..spinning too fast...Uuhhunnhhh!!!...the polished brass surface....Uuhuhhhhh!!!!...like man's touch on my breasts!...making my nipples become so..so..hh..hhh..hhh..hhh..aarddd...Aahuhhhh....like man's touch on my breasts...Ooooahhh...my mind is filling with thoughts....of..Uuuhuhhh..sex..and...Aaaaahhh...sleep..." confessed the Tigress of India as she became woozy and weak.


Diala's strong arms fell to her sides. The Indian Superwoman's long legs were spread wide apart below her small, curvy waist. Her head dipped between her awesome cleavage.. her brown eyes flickering sleepily in the slits of the thin, tiger pelt mask that stretched across the upper part of her beautiful face. Over and over...the huge spinning globe rubbed against the flimsy bengal tiger skin that barely covered Diala's famed, voluptuous breasts. Pressed against the wall by the sheer weight of the massive object....the Tigress of India could do nothing except wiggle helplessly. "Uuhuhhhh.. ...I..I cannot protect my breasts....must let my nipples..become...hhh..hhh..hhhhh..hhhhhaaardd.. losing my Tiger Strength...what manner of sadistic fiend...Aahhhhhh...has trapped me..." moaned Diala.


to be continued