In a bizarre interstellar accident, the reconnaissance craft of Princess Thundora of the Interstellar Arbitron Empire was wrecked on Earth, while on a routine scouting mission. The explosive force of a massive nova drove the Princess's ship through a worm hole to the vicinity of Earth, half-way across the Galaxy from her intended destination. Princess Thundora skillfully managed to land, but the crippled craft was damaged beyond repair, marooning the Arbitronian royalty on Earth. Though the Arbitronian Space Force searched for years they were never able to located their beloved Crown Princess, only daughter of the Empress of Arbitron, and the heir to the throne.

Making the best of an unfortunate situation, Thundora adopted to life on Earth. Using the name Dora Mason she entered the field of journalism, and relying on her superior Arbitronian intelligence swiftly rose to the post of News Director of the World  Broadcasting Network (WBN), as well as being anchorwoman on the WBN Evening News.

In her media career, Princess Thundora saw much of the Earth's crime, suffering and evil, too much perhaps. The noble minded Princess resolved to use her Arbitronian super powers to fight evil on her adopted home planet.

Donning a red costume, and wearing a mask to protect the secrecy of her alternate identity, the Princess calling herself Thunder Bolt, soon became the scourge of criminals, and Earth's most famous heroine.

By a strange coincidence, some years later the Earth was briefly visited by another Arbitronian ship. It was a small tramp freighter, hired to carry a dangerous criminal into a place of exile.

"Aren't we supposed to set her down on an uninhabited planet?" The First Mate asked.

"Ah, the inhabitants here are hardly more than monkeys! They won't know the difference! This place will do fine! Jettison her when we reach the atmosphere; she can fly the rest the way herself! I'm not getting paid to waste time, on this job!"  The greedy captain replied.

"Shouldn't we do a sweep for Princess Thundora while we're here?" The mate asked. "The Empress has decreed that all Arbitron ships visiting a previously unexplored planet...."

"Yeah, yeah! I read the decree! Lot of silly red tape! Our Dear Princess must be dead long ago! Time is money! Just a quick fly by will do fine!" And so, though his greed, the nameless freighter captain missed his chance for glory on Arbitron, where the rescue of Princess Thundora would have made him a feted hero.

The young criminal Alisterra was uncermoniously jettisoned from the freighter which sped off at ultra light speed. Alisterra flew to the ground, landing in a small town in midwest America. The twisted young criminal secured work as a waitress in a diner, while she speedily learned a colloquial, slangy version ot the language of her new nome. At the same time, she cagily evaluated Earth culture looking for opportunities to rise to power and wealth. She soon realized that here on Earth, Arbitronians were super powered beings.

Alisterra watched many news shows and observed that an incredible amount of air time was devoted to the exploits of the voluptuous superheroine, Thunder Bolt, in her revealing costume.

"Heh! That bitch is always on the news! Funny she looks like that princess babe they were trying to find when I was a kid back home! If it is her, that'd explain her super powers!  This Thunder Bolt chick is a lot beefier than I remember Princess Thundora, though! She must be eating pretty good! This superheroine racket must pay pretty good here!  Hmm, here on this jerk water planet, I got super powers myself. Maybe I'll give the superheroine gig a whirl! Super Hefty operates on the East Coast; there should be plenty of room for a new super babe out in LA! 'Bout time I got out of this waitress job and moved to the Big City!"

Shortly after, a new superheroine made her appearance in Southern California. Blue Flash, as she called herself, was soon a media sensation. The West Coast always a little jealous of the East, warmed to their own superheroine.  Thunder Bolt only made rare public appearances, and then only at Charity events, and always gratis.  Blue Flash, on the other hand, was usually available for all kinds of events, particularly those for profit, so long as her fee and terms were arranged with her newly signed up agent. Money rolled in.

Even more despicable than her public appearance policy, was Blue Flash's surreptitious deals with organized crime to lay off of their operations, and instead deal with their independent competitors. Blue Flash was so successful, that she demanded and got a hefty  percentage of all mob operations. The California Dons were a little reluctant at first, but a few strategic hits on their own operations quickly brought them around.  In a very short time, Blue Flash was a very wealthy young woman, indeed.

The only fly in Blue Flash's ointment was her rival superheroine, Thunder Bolt. "That old bitch still gets more headlines than me! Too bad she don't retire! Maybe one of these days, I can encourage her along those lines!"

Meanwhile as WBN News Director, Dora Mason observed the new superheroine's progress with interest. At first she was excited by the possibility of another Arbitronian on Earth, as well as superheroine ally, but when she tried to contact Blue Flash her efforts were rebuffed.

Even so, Dora continued to eagerly follow the new superheroine's activities. In dismay, the veteran crimefighter soon, shrewdly guessed the twisted pattern in her hoped for colleague's activities. "Why that girl is nothing more than a crook! No wonder she doesn't want anything to do with me! Maybe Thunder Bolt should have a talk with Blue Flash and straighten the little minx out!"

Princess Thundora was not one to waste time once she made up her mind. That very evening, as soon as the Evening News was over, she donned her Thunder Bolt Uniform, and flew at lightening speed to the West Coast. Contacting Blue Flash's new booking  agent, she asked her to deliver a message to the younger crimefighter, to meet her early next morning at a deserted field in a secluded part of town.

"We may need a little room to settle things!" Thunder Bolt thought.

When her agent gave her the message, Blue Flash was not entirely surprised. "So the big cow wants a meeting does she? I figured she would, sooner or later! Good! Let's meet!  I'll give her a meeting she'll never forget! There's only room for ONE superheroine on this retarded planet, and that's gonna' be Blue Flash!"

Next morning, bright and early, the two Arbitronian super women faced each other for the first time, both curiously checking out the other.  It was obviously not a friendly meeting as the two costumed women circled each other warily, glaring daggers.

"Listen to me, Young Lady!" The imperious Princess Thundora began in a stern voice. "You have the opportunity to do a great deal of good, here on Earth, but instead you've chosen to criminally enrich yourself. You're a disgrace to Arbitron! As the Royal Princess of Arbitron I have an obligation to see that Arbitronians behave properly, no matter where they are! If you don't straighten out, I'll be forced to end your career early!"

"We ain't on Arbitron now, Honey! I ain't scared o'no big cow, like you! You may be the big cheese at home, but here, yer just a fat bimbo in a costume too small to hold yer fat boobs and big butt!" Blue Flash snorted, derisively.

Thunder Bolt stiffened at the girl's insult. Neither as Princess of Arbitron, nor as a superheroine on Earth, was haughty Thundora accustomed to endure personal insults. Seething, she took a deep breath, and restrained the angry slap, that was her first impulse.

"Now listen carefully, you nasty, little snot..." Thunder Bold began angrily, but before she could finish the sentence, Blue Flash cut her off with a sneaky kick to the larger woman's knee.

Thunder Bolt cried out in anguish at the sharp pain, and involuntarily grabbed her smarting knee, while Blue Flash cattily laughed at her distress.

Quick as the flash she had named herself for, the nasty, blue clad girl leaped in the air. Before Thunder Bolt could protect herself, Blue Flash kicked her directly on the chin, knocking the very dignified superheroine on her lavishly contoured derriere.

The kick dazed the older crimefighter, and she looked up in perplexity, just in time to see Blue Flash laughingly fly off.

"Darn her!" Thunder Bolt fumed. "How dare she? No one kicks Princess Thundora!" Getting her breath, the indefatigable superheroine angrily flew after the vexatious upstart, but the swift younger girl lost herself in the clouded sky.  Thunder Bolt searched the sky intently, resolved to pay back the disconcerting, and painful insult, but her search was at first unsuccessful.

Unfortunately, the wily Blue Flash, hiding in a convenient cloud, spotted her pursuer first.

Blue Flash gleefully capitalized on her advantage, slamming feet first into Thunder Bolt's back from above and behind. The impact almost knocked Thunder Bolt from the sky.

The diabolical young hellcat, wrapped her slim, strong legs around Thunder Bolt's waist, and grabbed her hair, immobilizing her. She tightened her legs painfully until Thunder Bolt could hardly breathe.

Thunder Bolt flew erratically, in circles, kicking and struggling frantically to dislodge the young tormentress, but Blue Flash rode the older superheroine skillfully, never easing the crushing grip of her strong thighs. With prankish malice, she grabbed her struggling foe's red tights and pulled them into the tight crevice between provocative, solidly rounded buttocks. Thunder Bold squealed in mortified, outraged anguish.
 

Blue Flash's steely legs cut into her middle like giant scissors, and Thunder Bolt found it ever harder to breathe. Gasping breathlessly, the pain and frenzied exertion took their toll on the gorgeous superheroine. She choked and gagged dizzily, hardly able to keep aloft.

The  renowned crimefighter's sight grew dim, her struggles weakened, her mighty physique drooped in exhaustion.

"Ohh I'm passin..." was Thunder Bolt's last thought as she helplessly slumped into unconsciousness. Blue Flash held her helpless foe aloft by the painful, demeaning grip one her tights.

Still keeping both their bodies suspended high in the morning sky, Blue Flash wriggled around until she was facing her unconscious foe, easing the pressure of her thighs a modicum, so Thunder Bolt might return to consciousness.

As Thunder Bolt awakened to the distress of her predicament, she began to struggle frantically once more. Once again her struggles proved futile.

Holding the Mighty Thunder Bolt in an awkwardly inescapable hold, Blue Flash threatened to strangle her helpless adversary, while pressing her forearm against the older woman's throat and crushing her wind pipe. Thunder Bolt gurgled fearfully, realizing there was nothing she could do to protect herself.

The fear and doubt in her mighty foe's eyes was enough for now, Blue Flash decided. "Rather have some more fun with the big sow! It's a real turn on to humiliate and embarrass the uppity bitch! She's such an uptight, self-righteous bimbo!"

Blue Flash adroitly slid upward on Thunder Bolt's body until she converted her body scissors to one around the neck, with her crotch pressing against the fastidious Princess's mouth and face. Thunder Bold writhed in disgust, but once again escape was impossible.

Once again, the  high-minded Thunder Bolt, hardly able to breath, but frantic to escape this humiliating, odious predicament exhausted herself in fruitless struggles. Inevitably she grew light-headed and her mighty body once more drooped into insensibility.

With a sardonic laugh, Blue Flash callously let her unconscious foe drop.  She unfeelingly watched her unconscious sister superheroine plummet headlong toward the ground. Still laughing gleefully, Blue Flash sadistically enjoyed the spectacle of Thunder Bolt's helpless form tumbling toward the ground.

A moment before she crashed into the ground, Thunder Bolt awoke with a start. She tried to fly upward and avert the fall, but it was too late.

Still hurtling at incredible speed, Thunder Bolt plowed head first into the concrete pavement. Naturally the fall would have killed any human of Earth, but the mighty Arbitronian was impervious to most calamities, except for the attacks of other Arbitronians. She was not even knocked out, although she experienced extreme head pain as her head was buried to the neck in the concrete. The main damage was to her dignity and royal pride.

While Thunder Bolt's head was still buried in the concrete, Blue Flash alit lightly beside her, intent on enjoying the spectacle of her foe's precarious, humiliating straits, at closer quarters.