Kicking even harder

Fisticuffs was practically strumming the strained costume like a guitar string and stretching it as Emma kicked and struggled as the fabric dug deeper against her asshole. “Quit your struggling, girlie! Just let you coochie be free!” The sound of the fabric snapping and the relief of the tension against her backside was proof enough that she was effectively bottomless as the villain cackled in victory. “They are totally going to start calling you Coochlight after today!”

Emma was sobbing but also gritting her teeth as she has never been so embarrassed in her entire life. She knew this costume was a bad idea waiting to happen but the fact that a villain actually broke it was beyond infuriating. She had plans to kick her tailor around a bit once she got out of this mess but first she had to deal with this bitch that created this situation. Fisticuffs wasn’t ready for the lightning fast kick that hit her chest like a ton of bricks and launched her into the wall this time.

“Whoa whoa! Look who finally woke…” is all she could say before a kick was planted under her chin and sending her into ceiling. Fisticuffs could only see a blur of the woman she had been pummeling not even a minute ago. She guarded the front but a kick to her back launched her out the front of the store.

“I guess I gotta thank you for this,” Moonlight said in a solemn tone as she quietly approached the villain that couldn’t stand anymore and gasping for air. “Seems like I just needed kick even harder.” Emma kicked her one last time before Fisticuffs could say another word and knocked her unconscious. The crowd applauded their heroine as Emma gave a wave. The night breeze gave her the ultimate reminder that her coochie and ass were on full display to her adoring fans. She quickly hid her privates before launching herself off into the night sky.