Note: I saw a remake of the classic cartoon Mightor with the lead being a heroine. Took some elements of that piece and added some of my own ideas.




MIGHTORA




Prehistoric times




SHEERA... the petite red haired daughter of Pondo the chief... knelt by the village spring... gazing intently into its clear placid water. “Admiring your reflection?” said a taunting voice behind her. Tor...the handsome and bravest warrior in the tribe...was approaching along the path, an empty water-skin slung over his shoulder. “Just like a girl.”




Sheera ignored him. She stood up and called to her father, who was sitting in the shade of a nearby tree and listening to a dispute between two villagers. “Father, could you come here for a moment? I think you should see this.” “What is it, Sheera?” Pondo dismissed the bickering villagers and walked up to where his daughter stood waiting. “Look!” Sheera pointed to the spring. Its calm surface was suddenly broken by a series of concentric ripples. The ripples died down quickly, but arose again a moment later.




“See that, father? I think some giant beast may be nearby – and it may be headed for our village.” said Sheera in a worried voice. Pondo stroked his beard thoughtfully. “You may be right, Sheera. I had best tell our people to be ready.” “Don't be afraid Sheera...” scoffed the muscular dark haired Tor. “Besides, if some big monster does come along, MIGHTORA will protect us.” As he spoke...Tor dreamed about the beauteous heroine who always appeared from nowhere to save the tribe.




Pondo frowned at Tor. “Sheera is anxious for the safety of our village, as befits the daughter of the chief,” he said severely. “But she is not a coward. Now come.” Turning, he strode off toward the village. Tor hung his head. “Yes, Pondo,” he said meekly, trotting along behind him. Sheera gazed thoughtfully after them. "Tor’s right about one thing...If some giant beast is coming our way... the village might need help...from Mightora!" thought the chief's daughter.




She watched as the villagers gathered round Pondo, listening intently as he spoke, then raising a fierce battle-cry when he was finished. They ran off to their caves, hurrying out again a few moments later – the men brandishing clubs and spears, the women dragging great nets woven from stout vines. Suddenly one of the men pointed upward. “Look!” A dark speck, tiny against the expanse of blue sky, was growing larger by the moment. Already they could see that it was an enormous boulder, falling toward the village as hurled by a far-off giant …




The villagers scattered in panic, running for the safety of their caves or flattening themselves against the cliffs that lined the valley. The boulder landed with an earth-shaking crash, then bounded off toward the spring, where Sheera was still standing … “Run, Sheera!” shouted Pondo. “Get out of the way!” But Sheera did not move. “She’s too frightened to run!...It's up to me to save her!” said Tor. He sprinted after the boulder... but he knew it was hopeless. In another moment, the great stone would crush Sheera like an insect …thought Tor.




However unknown to him...Sheera stood her ground as the boulder came thundering toward her, looming larger with every passing moment. No one could see her now as she stretched out her right arm...touched a mystic stone which hung around her neck and called out the name... “MIGHTORA!” There was a crackle of electricity, a flash of lightning, a peal of thunder. Once again, Sheera felt an incredible strength surge through every muscle in her body, transforming her into the mighty champion of her people – the invincible Mightora!




And not a moment too soon. The boulder was less than an arm’s length away …Pondo averted his eyes, unable to look. Tor stopped running and watched helplessly as the boulder careened down the valley. "Sheera!" he cried...fearing he could not save the chief's daughter from what seemed to be imminent death. Next moment, the huge rock burst into a thousand fragments that rained down on the village amid a cloud of dust. The villagers threw their arms over their heads and cowered as the rubble fell clattering all around them. Tor had flung himself face down on the ground; now he looked up. Standing in the haze of dust was an female figure...tall... regal... and confident…




“M-Mightora?” the chief stammered, scrambling to his feet. “Mightora!” cried Pondo...as the mighty heroine approached him. “My daughter...Sheera...is she …?” began the chief “Your daughter is safe, Pondo.” declared the curvaceous cavewoman. Mightora’s strong, resonant voice sent a thrill through Tor’s loins. She strode forward her curvaceous and muscular body barely garbed by her flimsy attire...and laid a reassuring right hand on the chief’s shoulder.




“I was just in time to pull her away from the boulder and fly her to safety...” explained Mightora. Chief Pondo heaved a sigh of relief. “Thank you, Mightora!” he said with gratitude. Tor was barely listening as he stood gazing in wonder at the mighty heroine. She was like no other woman in the tribe. He was six feet tall...but Mightora towered over him at an impressive eight feet. His brown eyes ran along the firm...voluptuous contours of her thick muscular bronze arms and long muscular bronze legs …down to her large erotic bare bronze feet and particularly.. at the awesome curves of her mighty breasts...huge...round...firm...straining against her skimpy tiger-skin tunic … at the tousled mane of coppery hair that fell in gleaming waves down her wide shoulders.




“But tell me,” Pondo was saying. “Where did that boulder come from?”As if in answer to his question, a long shadow fell across the village and a peal of harsh, mocking laughter echoed along the valley. Mightora and the villagers looked up. Standing at the edge of a cliff, just above the lava pools, loomed a tyranno-beast. It reared its head and let out a long, throaty bellow that made the ground tremble beneath the villagers’ feet. And next to the great lizard stood a bandy-legged, barrel-chested man clad in a bearskin pelt and brandishing a long, cruel whip.




“It is I – Grokk!” the man shouted. “And I have come to challenge your champion!” “Mightora stepped forward. “I am the champion of the village!!” she declared.

“You?” Grokk laughed scornfully. “Go back to your cooking fire, girl. You are no match for TYRANNOR!” “We’ll see about that!” Mightora cried...flexing her massive bronze thighs as she sprang forward with a mighty leap. Hovering above the valley floor, she faced Grokk defiantly. “I am Mightora,” she declared. “And I accept your challenge.”




“So be it!” Grokk sneered. “You will battle my pet – Tyrannor. If he wins, you must leave this valley, never to return – and its people will become my slaves.”

“And if I win?” “Ha! Impossible! Behold!” He cracked his whip. “Tyrannor – destroy!” The great lizard sprang from the cliff and landed with a crash that shook the ground and sent great slabs of rock tumbling to the valley floor.




Crouching, it advanced toward the village with ponderous strides, its head thrust forward, its jaws agape, its massive tail swinging back and forth. The men of the village grabbed their weapons and formed a skirmish line that stretched across the valley...determined to protect their home from the monster or give their lives in the attempt. However not all of the tribe's warriors were in the line. With spear in hand...Tor...as was often his habit...had a plan. Hiding in the shadow of the cliff...Tor paused by a recess in the rock wall.




A steep narrow path rose through solid rock toward the top of the cliff, not far from the spot where Grokk was standing. Tor stroked his chin thoughtfully. "If I climb this path...I can sneak up on Grokk...take him by surprise...I would be a hero...I bet that would impress Mightora!" thought the handsome warrior. Tor closed his eyes....and imagined what the mighty heroine would say.




“Oh...Tor...You captured the evil Grokk all by yourself... How brave of you – how clever!” Tor imagined himself shrugging his shoulders and telling her..."It was nothing – really.” He imagined Mightora would reply. "Don’t be so modest. Such courage deserves a reward.” Then he dreamt the dream he often did...seeing her scanty tiger pelt tunic fell to the ground with a soft rustle....revealing her curvaceous and muscular female bronze body in all its naked glory.




He imagined her sliding one hand down Tor’s chest and under his loincloth. “At last,” she murmured. “I have found a male worthy to be my mate … Take me...Take me...my hero“ he imagined her saying. A deafening bellow shook Tor from his reverie. The rest of the line had moved ahead. Glancing surreptitiously over his shoulder, Tor slipped into the recess and began climbing the narrow rocky path.




The defenders of the village closed ranks as Tyrannor reared up on his hind legs,...snapping his immense jaws and clawing at the air. As they battled Tyrannor on the ground...Mightora attacked the great beast from the air... swooping in...then darting away...striking him in different parts of his scaly body...with an assortment of punches with her strong fists...and kicks with her erotic bare bronze feet...acting like a persistent mosquito. An angry rumble rose in the monster's throat. Grokk was becoming angry that his creature had not been able to dispense with the warriors...or the Sexy Stone Age Superwoman... who he was silently becoming fascinated with.




His distraction lasted a second as he noticed something his beast did not. “Tyrannor!” Grokk shouted from the top of the cliff. He cracked his whip. “Behind you!”

Slowly Tyrannor turned his head...but was too late to act as Mightora...wrapped her muscular bronze arms around his massive tail. Tyrannor leaned forward, bellowing, and raised his tail... higher and higher...lifting Mightora with it . “Ha!” gloated Grokk. “Ha!...Tyrannor will crush you like a gnat, foolish girl!” gloated Grokk...confident in his beast's abilities.




The villagers watched, horrified...as Tyrannor swung his tail against the cliff...their mighty champion still holding on to it... shattering the rock into enormous fragments that fell thundering in a great mound to the valley floor. Surely not even Mightora could have survived such a blow as that? That question was answered as Mightora came bursting out of the heap of stone...her fists clenched...her muscular bronze arms raised...and a broad smile on her face...that caused the villagers to cheer. Taking to the air...the Sexy Stone Age Superwoman...circled around the great lizard once again.





Mightora circled round the great lizard, once again wrapping her arms around its tail, gripping it with all her strength and tugging back … and grabbed it by the tail again. “You forget, Grokk...Gnats can sting!” quipped Mightora...as she flexed her muscular bronze arms and lifted Tyrannor off the ground. Grokk watched in disbelief as the great lizard was whirled through the air several times by the Buxom Warrior. Tyrannor's legs kicked wildly in the air...as it tried to get back on the ground...but Mightora was too powerful. As she whirled Tyrannor around...Mightora looked over her right shoulder.




“Spread a net!...Over there...By that cliff!!" cried the mighty heroine. A dozen villagers ran forward in response...carrying one of the great nets fashioned out of vines... and spread it out at the base of the cliff. The muscles on her curvaceous bronze body accentuated and gleaming with a light sheen of sweat from her efforts...Mightora was spinning faster in mid-air...whirling the struggling Tyrannor...which was now helpless in her powerful grip. Having done as their champion had commanded...the villagers withdrew...watching in awe...awe as Mightora flung Tyrannor through the air.




The great lizard sailed across the valley....its head striking the side of the cliff and its massive bulk collapsing into the net. Stunned briefly by the force of impact...Tyrannor tried to get up...but toppled over...becoming completely entangled in the strong vine net. The great lizard thrashed about in the confines of the net...until at length...exhausted by its struggles...it collapsed and lay motionless in the net. Gathering the four corners of the net... the muscles of her curvaceous bronze body accentuated...Mightora soared upward...lifting him Tyrannor into the air.




High above the cliffs that enclosed the valley...the Sexy Super Cavewoman began to swing her muscular bronze arms round and round over her head. Whirling Tyrannor in circles... faster and faster... like a stone in a sling....Mightora released her hold..and watched the great lizard...still trapped in the vine net...sail in a high arc...off into the distance...towards a huge volcano that smoldered ominously against the horizon. Chief Pondo smiled...and the villagers cheered the great victory won for them...by their mighty champion.




Having defeated Tyrannor...Mightora flew over to the cliff where Grokk was standing...shaking his fists and snarling in rage. "I have defeated Tyrannor and sent him back to the Valley of Monsters from where he came!...You must now keep your word and leave this valley...never to return!" declared the Sexy Super Cavewoman...as she hovered impressively in the air above Grokk. However Grokk responded by baring his crooked yellow teeth at her in a crafty smile. "I shall not be defeated by you foolish girl!!" snarled Grook and waved his left hand in the air.




Mightora's green eyes widened with shock as two of Grokk's warriors...dragged a bound and unconscious figure who she was familiar with. "Tor!!" cried the mighty heroine. She deduced that Tor devised a foolhardy plan to capture Grokk...but instead had fallen into a trap set by the cunning villain. The two warriors dragged Tor towards the edge of the cliff... poising him precariously above a pool of molten lava at the bottom. Another six of his warriors...armed with spears and clubs...emerged on the cliff...forming a barrier between Grokk and the two warriors holding Tor from certain death in the molten lava below.




"Surrender girl!!...Or I throw this boy into the lava!!...Not even you can defeat my warriors and be swift enough to save the boy!!...Not after battling Tyrannor!!" laughed Grokk. Mightora sighed...Grokk was right. .“You win, Grokk...I will do whatever you want...to save Tor's life..." agreed the Sexy Super Cavewoman. " Give me you word that you will not harm Tor once I do what you say!" insisted Mightora. "You have my word...Now I command you to descend to this cliff!" Grokk commanded. From a distance Chief Pondo and the other villagers watched as their mighty champion alighted to the top of the cliff in the midst of Grokk's warriors. Pondo looked on...not knowing that Mightora was secretly his own daughter Sheera.




"I'm a woman of my word Grokk...What is it you want of me?" asked Mightora as she assumed her heroic pose in the middle of her opponents. Her hands balled into fists...resting on either side of her thick curvy waist...her long muscular bronze legs slightly apart...her large erotic bronze bare feet resting flat on the ground...her massive bust...which her flimsy tiger pelt tunic strained to cover...along with the rest of her curvaceous body...thrust boldly towards Grokk...who was drooling at the sides of his mouth. "Now girl...Tell me how you can be tamed and I can take you prisoner...Speak the truth...or the boy dies!!" warned the villain.




"My mind and body must be pure for me to possess my great strength and my power to fly...My great breasts are the keys to my strength...They must be made impure...then I become helpless before my enemies" explained Mightora. Grokk smiled again...knowing what had to be done. "Remove your garb girl!!" commanded Grokk. Without hesitation...the Sexy Super Cavewoman...slipped off her flimsy tiger pelt tunic...exposing her curvaceous and muscular bronze body in all its naked glory to Grokk and his men.




They stared in particular at her massive firm round breasts...capped at their summits by thick wide brown areolas...with giant brown nipples at their centres...and a thick lush forest of coppery pubic hair between her massive bronze thighs...as she resumed her heroic pose before them. Snapping the fingers of his left hand...one of his warrior revealed a small wooden box and opened it...showing its contents to the mighty heroine...whose green eyes widened in surprise...as she saw a pair of orange and black insects inside the box.




"Lava Gnats!...From the Valley of Monsters!...Their stings are very powerful!...They can put a Tyrannosaurus Rex to sleep with one bite!" said Mightora. "That is right girl!..They obey my commands...Tell me where they must bite you...for you to be tamed...Speak the truth or the boy dies!" commanded Grokk. "They must bite me in my giant nipples Grokk!...That will make me sleep for a long time!" replied the mighty heroine without hesitation. Taking out a small flute...Grokk played a tune which roused the gnats.




Flying out of their box...they approached the exposed summits of the massive firm bronze breasts of Mightora...who kept her word...offering no resistance as each of the insects...alighted gently to the thick tender brown flesh of her wide areolas. The Sexy Super Cavewoman...watched as the insects...primed their sharp stingers...then in simultaneous swift actions...plunged them deep into the tips of her giant brown nipples...which were semi hard from her earlier battle with the larger Tyrannor.

The effects of their potent toxin on the beauteous and brave Mightora were immediate.




"UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNH...MY GIANT NIPPLES....THEY BECOME HARD...BITTEN BY LAVA GNATS...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNH...GREAT WEAKNESS DESCENDS UPON ME...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNH....POWERFUL SLEEPINESS....UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNH...I AM BESTED BY THE TREACHERY OF GROKK...HEAR ME MY FRIENDS...MIGHTORA IS DEFEATED THIS DAY...I WILL NOW...GO TO...SLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP"

declared the mighty female champion as her green eyes rolled up in her head...and she collapsed on to her back before Grokk...landing with a mighty thud...which resonated throughout the Valley.




Grokk looked on...his arousal growing under his bearskins...as Mightora flung her muscular bronze arms past her head...and spread her long muscular bronze legs wide open below her thick curvy waist...her coppery jungle of thick pubic hair visible for all to see...her muscular bronze arms and long muscular bronze legs spread wide open...the sexy toes of her large erotic bare bronze feet...twitching slowly and slower...as the effects of the Lava Gnats poison took effect on her giant brown nipples...which Grokk observed quickly became hard and erect...like many mountains of the valley.




"Sleep Mightora...You are the prisoner of Grokk!" laughed the villain as he watched the green eyes of the Sexy Stone Age Superwoman softly close...and her head roll against her right shoulder...as she capitulated...with a soft sigh of..."Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh" as she immediately succumbed to unconsciousness. Grokk's warriors cheered as their leader stood triumphant over the great Mightora...who lay naked and unconscious before him. The villain took the mighty heroine's flimsy tiger pelt tunic as his prize.




"Bind the girl...We shall take her and the boy with us...Mightora will be for--d to obey my commands...as long as the boy is my prisoner. As the Lava Gnats were returned to their small box...the warriors did as Grokk commanded them to do. Bringing forth a long wooden pole...they raised Mightora's muscular bronze arms...and long muscular bronze legs into the air...binding them respectively with strong vines...by her wrists and ankles...to the upper and lower side of the pole. With two warriors standing at one end of the pole...and two others standing at the other end...they lifted their curvaceous captive off the ground.




Suspended from the long wooden pole by her bound wrists and ankles...Mightora's head lolled back her long mane of wild coppery hair dragging on the ground...her green eyes tightly closed...her mouth wide open... her naked curvaceous and muscular bronze body...dangling like a wild animal...slain by hunters. Two other warriors dragged the bound and unconscious Tor...as they followed Grokk off the cliff. From a distance...Chief Pondo had heard the cries of the mighty champion of his people...with great concern.



“This is Tor’s fault,” grumbled one of the warriors. “Indeed...Mightora shas been captured because of his foolishness...She should have let Grokk toss him into the lava pool.” Pondo held up a hand to silence them. “Tor may be rash and foolhardy,” he said. “But he is one of us. I would not let Grokk harm him...and we cannot let Grokk harm Mightora.” The warriors cheered the words of their Chief...and followed Pondo...as they followed the trail of Grokk and his warriors




Following a trail...Grokk and his warriors entered...the Caverns of Doom... a vast labyrinth of caves that honeycombed the plateau....which served as their hideout. Mightora and Tor were dumped inside of a wooden enclosure... guard...while Grokk and the rest of the warriors went a short distance away...to celebrate their great victory. As they ate and drank... Grokk thought to himself how much more effective the powerful Mightora would be under his command...than the vanquished Tyrannor.




Tor came too...feeling a dull pain in the back of his head. The young warrior remembered how he was planning to surprise Grokk and take him prisoner...mainly to impress the beauteous heroine Mightora...when he was hit behind the head...and knocked out.

As he tried to figure out where he was...Tor's brown eyes fell upon a sight he had only seen in his dreams. "Mightora!" gasped the young man in shock and awe...as he watched her lying flat on her back on the ground next to him




Her muscular bronze arms above her head...bound at the wrists by vines...her long muscular bronze legs extended below her thick curvy waist....bound at her ankles by another set of vines. More importantly for Tor...was the fact that her flimsy tiger pelt tunic had been stripped off...and her curvaceous and muscular bronze body was naked before him. He marvelled at her massive firm round breasts as they rose and fell before him...capped at their summits by giant brown nipples in the middle of wide brown areolas. In between her long muscular bronze legs...a lush pubic jungle of curly coppery hair.




Though he dreamt of seeing her naked...touching her massive breasts...and even the space between her massive thighs...Tor also knew that only Mightora's great strength could save them from whatever predicament he had gotten them into. Crawling over to where she lay...and leaning forward...he gently blew over her naked massive bronze bust. As he warm breath wafted over her naked chest...and particularly against her giant brown nipples...the Sexy Stone Age Superwoman...began to stir.




"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuh....Where...Who...??" sighed Mightora as she slowly opened her green eyes. "It's me...Tor" said the young warrior...and the mighty heroine turned her head to look into his brown eyes...which were filled with a combination of concern...and lust...for her. "We have been captured...by Grokk" said Tor...stating the obvious. "Yes...You tried to capture him...on your own...he captured you...and for--d me to submit...to save your life..." replied Mightora. "How?...You're super strong...and you can fly..." said Tor in disbelief...as to how the mighty heroine could have been defeated.




"My great powers....come from my great breasts Tor...Grokk learnt my secret...that when my giant nipples are made hard...I lose my powers...I become weak...tired...and must allow myself...to be tamed..." explained Mightora to the young warrior who had a crush on her. "You did that...for me Mightora?" asked Tor. "Yes Tor...and I am telling you my weakness...because you are good...and I trust you..." said the Sexy Stone Age Superwoman.




As she did so...Mightora flexed her muscular bronze arms and long muscular bronze legs...snapping the vines...binding her wrists and ankles. "Wow!" gasped Tor...as the mighty heroine got up off the ground...and freed him of his restraints. Driving a right fist through the wooden enclosure...Mightora knocked out the lone guard...and took back her flimsy tiger pelt tunic...and donned it once again...as she and Tor emerged from the enclosure.




"What are we going to do Mightora? ...These caves are endless...Grokk could hide forever in here...and return to threaten the village. "You're right Tor...but I have a plan..." replied the Curvaceous Cavewoman to her young friend.. before flexing her massive bronze thighs...and flying off towards the part of the cave where Grokk and his warriors were celebrating. "Mightora is free!!...Kill her!!" cried the drunken Grokk to his drunken warriors. Mightora easily swatted away the spears hurled at her. You will not threaten anyone again Grokk!" declared the Sexy Stone Age Superwoman.




Flying around at top speed throughout the cavern...Mightora smashed the walls and the roof...causing a massive cave in. Swooping down...she grabbed Tor under his arms...and flew them both to safety...as the cavern was sealed...trapping Grokk and his warriors inside...where they would no longer harm anyone. The Sexy Stone Age Superwoman landed outside of the cave on the surface of the plateau...with Tor...safe and sound.




"Grokk and his warriors will not harm anyone anymore...and I hope you will stay out of trouble..." said Mightora sternly as she looked at Tor. "Yes Mightora...I feel so foolish..." replied Tor bowing his head in shame. Within Mightora...Sheera...daughter of Chief Pondo...felt a little sorry for Tor...knowing that he meant well. "I know what will make you feel better...said Mightora...as she lowered her thin tiger pelt tunic enough...to expose her massive firm round bronze breasts to her young friend.




Tor hesitated. "You can touch them...I will let you" assured Mightora...as she stood in front of the young man. Tor raised his hands...placed them gently atop the mighty heroine's exposed massive firm round bronze bust...and slowly moved his thumbs over her giant brown nipples. "Ooooooooooooh....Tor...your fingers...feel good...on my giant nipples...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh

I feel myself...becoming...relaxed...tired..." confessed Mightora as her head sagged between her mighty cleavage.




Before Tor could say anything...or do anything...the sounds of voices were heard. Recognising the voice of Chief Pondo...Mightora quickly came to her senses...removed Tor's hands from her chest...and pulled her thin tiger pelt tunic back up. "I must go Tor...and now...M i i i i i g h . . . TORA!” declared the Sexy Stone Age Superwoman as she flexed her massive bronze thighs...and launched herself into the sky.




By the time Chief Pondo and his search party reached Tor...Mightora dwindled to a speck against the sky...then vanished. " I wonder when I’ll see her again?" wondered Tor as he went back to the village with Chief Pondo and the search party. Sometime later in the company of Sheera...Tor explained how Mightora defeated Tyrannor...and with his help...stopped Grokk from enslaving the villagers. "I'm sorry I missed that...I wish I could be like Mightora" Sheera told Tor...with a twinkle in her eye.




End