BloodRedRomeo
Supernova
- Joined
- Oct 11, 2017
Alyson Green
Age 16
Static Heart
Color: Purple
Shape: Diamond
Heart Maiden Outfit
The black and white are on all outfits. The gloves, trim, ribbon and shoes are the color of the maiden.
Alyson Green was like your normal, everyday high school student. She liked doing thinks like hanging out with her friends and shopping. She liked relaxing at home and watching TV. She got good grades at school and was an active member of the school’s tennis team. She was kind and friendly. To most, her most defining feature was her bust, something many guys took notice of. She had been asked out more than once by a guy willing to take the risk. The male population had a zero percent success rate.
It wasn’t their fault. Okay, actually, it was their fault for asking her out despite having never made any sort of flirtations towards any of them. Seriously, what was up with that? But anyway, there were two reasons why Alyson, one of the most desirable girls at Westridge High, was single. The first was something others suspected, but no one could prove. She was a lesbian. She had no interest in men. She had always been that way, and she would continue to always be that way. However, it’s not like she couldn’t get a girlfriend if she tried. That’s where the second problem came in. It was a much more troublesome and less predicted problem. It was an eight inch long problem that existed directly between her legs.
Alyson was a futanari, a dickgirl, some other term perverts had no doubt invented for her. Now, it’s not like no one knew about futas. Basically everyone had heard about them. That said, the number of them was exceedingly low, and most of them weren’t “out.” And they could hardly be blamed. Futas weren’t thought of as just some reasonable alternative gender, a miracle capable of filling either role in reproduction. No, they were thought of as disgusting and creepy. Futa was even used as a derogatory slur towards things seen as unnatural or perverse. So Alyson needed to find a girl who liked girls and dicks, didn’t have a problem with futanari, and learn both of these things without making her intentions or identity obvious. And this didn’t even take into account the fact that Alyson did have her own taste in girls. Not everyone with a vagina was someone she wanted to jump.
So that had been Alyson’s life. A secret futanari that desperately wanted a girlfriend. Up until two weeks ago that is. That’s when she found herself woken up in the middle of the night by a burning sensation. It started in her lower back, just above her butt, but it quickly spread across her entire body. She wasn’t sure what was happening and thought that she was about to die. Then, a flash of purple light happened, flooding her senses. When she came to, she felt fine. No, she felt better than that. She felt absolutely amazing. Like she could jump over buildings and punch cars and shoot lightning out of her hands.
It turns out the reason she felt that way was because she could. She had awoken as the fifth of the Heart Maidens, a group of girls who used their magical powers to protect the world. At least, those were the stories. Rumors had flooded the internet about them for months, but it was hard to confirm anything. Still, Alyson had information about them invading her mind, helping her understand her situation better. She also got this sexy new outfit to go along with her powers, though she had to admit she felt a little exposed wearing it. Eventually, after taking a few minutes to calm down, she retracted her powers, returning to her normal self, though with one difference. After careful checking in the mirror, she saw where her power was stored. She had a tramp stamp. A purple diamond with additional swirls and flourishes to help it stand out. Alyson sighed. Now she even got a tattoo of a slut without getting to sleep around first. Life was so unfair sometimes.
Since then, Alyson had been keeping her powers a complete secret. She had snuck out at night a few times to practice, learning about her powers. Not only did she control lightning, she could also summon spears as her weapon. Now, if only she had some way of communicating with the other Heart Maidens, she might actually figure out something to do with these powers.
Age 16
Static Heart
Color: Purple
Shape: Diamond
Heart Maiden Outfit
The black and white are on all outfits. The gloves, trim, ribbon and shoes are the color of the maiden.
Alyson Green was like your normal, everyday high school student. She liked doing thinks like hanging out with her friends and shopping. She liked relaxing at home and watching TV. She got good grades at school and was an active member of the school’s tennis team. She was kind and friendly. To most, her most defining feature was her bust, something many guys took notice of. She had been asked out more than once by a guy willing to take the risk. The male population had a zero percent success rate.
It wasn’t their fault. Okay, actually, it was their fault for asking her out despite having never made any sort of flirtations towards any of them. Seriously, what was up with that? But anyway, there were two reasons why Alyson, one of the most desirable girls at Westridge High, was single. The first was something others suspected, but no one could prove. She was a lesbian. She had no interest in men. She had always been that way, and she would continue to always be that way. However, it’s not like she couldn’t get a girlfriend if she tried. That’s where the second problem came in. It was a much more troublesome and less predicted problem. It was an eight inch long problem that existed directly between her legs.
Alyson was a futanari, a dickgirl, some other term perverts had no doubt invented for her. Now, it’s not like no one knew about futas. Basically everyone had heard about them. That said, the number of them was exceedingly low, and most of them weren’t “out.” And they could hardly be blamed. Futas weren’t thought of as just some reasonable alternative gender, a miracle capable of filling either role in reproduction. No, they were thought of as disgusting and creepy. Futa was even used as a derogatory slur towards things seen as unnatural or perverse. So Alyson needed to find a girl who liked girls and dicks, didn’t have a problem with futanari, and learn both of these things without making her intentions or identity obvious. And this didn’t even take into account the fact that Alyson did have her own taste in girls. Not everyone with a vagina was someone she wanted to jump.
So that had been Alyson’s life. A secret futanari that desperately wanted a girlfriend. Up until two weeks ago that is. That’s when she found herself woken up in the middle of the night by a burning sensation. It started in her lower back, just above her butt, but it quickly spread across her entire body. She wasn’t sure what was happening and thought that she was about to die. Then, a flash of purple light happened, flooding her senses. When she came to, she felt fine. No, she felt better than that. She felt absolutely amazing. Like she could jump over buildings and punch cars and shoot lightning out of her hands.
It turns out the reason she felt that way was because she could. She had awoken as the fifth of the Heart Maidens, a group of girls who used their magical powers to protect the world. At least, those were the stories. Rumors had flooded the internet about them for months, but it was hard to confirm anything. Still, Alyson had information about them invading her mind, helping her understand her situation better. She also got this sexy new outfit to go along with her powers, though she had to admit she felt a little exposed wearing it. Eventually, after taking a few minutes to calm down, she retracted her powers, returning to her normal self, though with one difference. After careful checking in the mirror, she saw where her power was stored. She had a tramp stamp. A purple diamond with additional swirls and flourishes to help it stand out. Alyson sighed. Now she even got a tattoo of a slut without getting to sleep around first. Life was so unfair sometimes.
Since then, Alyson had been keeping her powers a complete secret. She had snuck out at night a few times to practice, learning about her powers. Not only did she control lightning, she could also summon spears as her weapon. Now, if only she had some way of communicating with the other Heart Maidens, she might actually figure out something to do with these powers.