Sheena in "Bugged: 3

Starring Tanya Roberts as Sheena

Introducing Neha Kapur as Sonia Gan/Tiger Woman

And Kunal Nayyar as Khail Khan



New Delhi, India

4 pm



From her desk at in the newsroom of the New Delhi Times... junior reporter Sonia Gan watched her senior colleague and secret crush...the intelligent, handsome and athletic Khail Khan in conversation with the paper's editor-in-chief...GG Gupta. It was clear to the 20 year old Sonia..that Khail was about to be given a major story to do for the paper. As his subordinate..she often had to keep notes and records for Khail...as he aggressively pursued the stories which made him the top newspaper journalist in India.



Despite her mousy appearance..her large rimmed glasses on her face..her baggy pants suits.. Sonia had graduated top of her class in journalism at the university and had been assigned to Khail to help him do research. "Problems Khail?" asked Sonia as he returned to his desk after the meeting with their boss.





"Just routine business Sonia...I'm going to Mumbai to see what leads I can find on this illegal smuggling operation out of Africa...See if you can find some research on animal smuggling... Maybe it'll provide answers to what's going on..." said Khail as he picked up his jacket and walked away towards the elevators. Sonia peered over her glasses..watching his athletic build was visible under his business suit..which made any woman who came around him swoon.

No sooner had Khail gone..the young female reporter got up from behind her desk and made her way towards the nearby stairwell that led up to the roof of the building. " If Khail thinks I'm going to sit on the sidelines for this story...he's mistaken...I've already been doing my homework on these smuggling reports...it seems to be centered around the African country of Tigora...home of Sheena the Jungle Queen...reports out of Tigora said she failed to show up at a women's seminar she was the feature speaker at...I don't think that's coincident" thought Sonia.



The young reporter walked on to the roof of the building..located high above the bustling streets of New Delhi. Taking out a shiny golden belt...with the head of a Bengal tiger in the middle of its circular buckle...Sonia put it around her small waist. Removing her glasses..she declared: "By the Power of Parvati!!" She was instantly surrounded by an bright aura of light. The young reporter felt a surge of tremendous energy flowing through her body which became stronger and sexier by the second.

Her black hair..which was tied into a thick bun..loosened..becoming glossy as it cascaded on to her neck and shoulders, stretching to the centre of her back. Sonia's drab grey jacket..white cotton shirt, grey baggy slacks skirt and flat shoes slowly disappeared...briefly revealing a light brown body that was hidden beneath it from public view. Her shapely bust..grew several inches in size..as her entire body became more curvaceous but also muscular.

A thin tiger skin leotard slowly formed itself over her body..barely covered her shapely muscles and her enormous bust. A thick golden belt, whose circular buckle was fashioned in the form of a tiger's head, wrapped itself around her shapely waist. Bands of tigerskin adorned her wrists and entwined themselves above her ankles. The final touch, a tiger pelt mask which stretched across the upper part of her beautiful face to complete Sonia's amazing transformation and conceal the mousy young reporter in the guise of the brave and beauteous...TIGER WOMAN...India's very own Queen of Justice.

The Indian superwoman's mighty brown breasts..capped at their peaks by thick dark brown nipples and wide dark brown areolas...peeking out from under her flimsy tiger pelt attire...bunched together as she assumed her heroic pose and looked out over the city skyline. Her hands...with slender fingers with glossy and hard fingernails..resting on her curvy hips. Her long muscular legs spread slightly apart..her erotic bare feet... with sexy toes with long glossy toenails...flat on the surface of the roof. Her huge brown breasts thrust forward with confidence. Her long mane of glossy black hair flailing in the breeze behind her.



"For all Khail Khan's journalistic instincts..He has no idea that his own assistant is actually the Tiger Woman of India...Now to go to Mumbai and find the real story!" vowed the Hindu Heroine. Her large, firm breasts bobbed sensuously beneath her tigerskin leotard with her every stride of her muscular legs as she ran towards the edge of the roof. Flexing her powerful thighs, the Hindu Heroine leapt skywards....her muscular arms extended...fists clenched...the sexy toes of her erotic bare feet curled and soared away over the city skyline.



Mumbai, India

9 pm.



Dressed in dark clothes and armed with a special camera...New Delhi Times investigative journalist Khail Khan...followed his leads to a warehouse...where a freighter from the African nation of Tigora had docked an hour earlier. Sticking to the shadows being some shipping containers...Khail was using his camera to take photos that would serve to corroborate the story he planned to write...exposing an illegal animal smuggling ring between Tigora and India.



"My God...This is happening" thought Khail as he took pictures of several animals being taken out of the hold in cages. Zebras...lions...chimpanzees...ostriches.... gorillas... giraffes...all of them not making any noise. "These creatures must be sedated...Only way to keep them calm over a long voyage by sea...and to keep the authorities from getting wise" reasoned Khail as he took more and more pictures. However one thing caught his attention.



Khail's eyes widened and his jaw dropped...as he saw two men emerge from the hold of the ship...bearing the body of an unconscious blonde haired woman...with a curvaceous and muscular tanned body...bound hands and bare feet to a stretcher...flat on her back...her large tanned breasts rising and falling slowly. "The scum...They drugged and stripped that poor woman naked" fumed Khail as he took photos of this captive woman.



As he saw her face...Khail had instant recall of the same face...he had only seen in over a dozen magazines...news reports and online over the last six months. "That's Sheena!...The famous Jungle Queen from Tigora!....She's obviously a prisoner...I have to find a way to..." thought Khail...until he felt the cold muzzle of a gun pressed against the back of his neck. "You!...On your feet punk!" snarled a smuggler as he pressed the muzzle of his AK-47 assault rifle against the back of Khail Khan's neck and ordered him to walk.



Knowing what the thug had in store for him...in a quick reflex action...Khail punched him in the face and made a dash for it...as the thug fell to the ground. However...this alerted a group of four smugglers who were nearby...and they rushed to catch the fleeing journalist. "Stop him!...He's see the operation!...Kill him!" yelled the fallen smuggler...as his comrades gave chase to Khail Khan.



Things looked grim for both the unconscious Sheena...and the fleeing Khail Khan...but fortunately..Khail had an unofficial guardian angel...who flew over the docks of Mumbai and her light brown eyes narrowed in the slits of her tiger pelt mask as she saw what was happening. "Oh Khail...What would you do without me?!" quipped the Tiger Woman of India. Swooping down from the sky, the Indian Queen of Justice alighted to the concrete surface of the docks...landing on the balls of her erotic bare feet...her sexy toes with long glossy toenails spread slightly apart



Tiger Woman wasted no time as she advanced towards the smugglers.. flooring one with a right hook to the jaw. As another turned to shoot her with his Uzi, the Hindu Heroine closed the gap and drove the ball of her erotic left foot into his gut. As this smuggler fell senseless to the ground, Tiger Woman leapt over his falling form and drove the balls of her erotic bare feet into the gut of a shotgun-wielding smuggler and he too collapsed to the ground.



Khail turned around to see the beauteous and buxom Indian superwoman standing on the balls of her erotic bare feet...between him and the fallen smugglers. "Tiger Woman!...but how...?" gasped Khail in surprise and awe at the Hindu Heroine as she turned to face him...her long mane of glossy black hair..flailing behind her in the breeze...right out of the scene of a Bollywood movie.



"Hi Khail...You should be more quiet when you go snooping for a story..." teased Tiger Woman as she turned to face the handsome journalist. "Thanks for your help...the smugglers' operation is exposed...but they have a hostage...the famous jungle queen from Tigora...Sheena...They were taking her in that direction" said Khail pointing with his right hand. "Call the police Khail...I am going to rescue Sheena!" replied the Tiger Woman of India.



Before Khail could say anything else...the buxom Indian superwoman...sprinted away from him like an Olympic champion...her huge firm breasts...bobbing sexily under her thin tight fitting tiger pelt leotard...as he muscular arms and legs moving in tandem...her long mane of glossy black hair trailing behind her as she ran. "Stop criminals!!" declared Tiger Woman as she sprinted towards the two henchmen who were loading the unconscious Sheena into the back of an unmarked brown van.



"It's the Tiger Woman!...She's one to us!" cried one henchman...having heard about the famous Heroine of India. "Not for long she isn't!" remarked the second henchman as he took out a shotgun. "Put that away!...You can't stop me with that gun!" quipped the buxom Indian superwoman with a smile as she tensed her curvaceous and muscular brown body for action.



"Wanna bet?!" snarled the thug as he fired a shot above her head. "Ha Ha!..You missed now it's my turn to...Wait...Tiger Nipples are tingling...Warning me of danger..." replied Sonia as she halted abruptly in mid-stride. The reason for the henchman's action soon became apparent...as the shot...loosened a rope net...hanging from an overhead crane...sending 200 cargo bales it was holding...crashing down on the docks...directly on top of the Indian Queen of Justice...with the sound of thunder.



"Let's get the jungle bitch outta here...That'll stop her" said the henchman with the shotgun..as he got behind the wheel of the van...his partner got in and they sped away with Sheena as their captive. Khail Khan had just made a call to the police on his cell phone...when he heard the commotion. "Tiger Woman could be in trouble" thought Khail as he rushed to help his beautiful protector.



However that was an understatement as the buxom Indian superwoman lay sprawled out flat on her back...her muscular arms and legs spread wide apart...a dozen cargo bales piled atop her curvy upper torso...putting her in a most uncomfortable situation. "Aaaaargh...Cargo bales...They are crushing my big Tiger Breasts flat...Pain...Great pain in my Tiger Nipples...as I move...rough tarpaulins...rub against my tender nipple flesh...I become tired...becoming unconscious...defeated...have to sleep....Uhhuuuuuuunh...Maiṁ kadama kē rūpa mēṁ kārgō gāṇṭhēṁ... Vē phlaiṭa mērē baṛē bāgha stanōṁ kō kucala kara rahē haiṁ... Darda... Mērē ṭā'igara nipalsa mēṁ bahuta darda... ... Kisī na kisī tirapāla.. Mērē nividā nippala mānsa kē khilāpha ragaṛanā... Maiṁ bana Thaka... Bēhōśa bananē... Parājita... Uhhuuuuuuunh.... Sōnē kē li'ē hai"

groaned the mighty Tiger Woman of India...in English and Hindi...as her light brown eyes closed in the slits of her tiger pelt mask...and her awesome body went limp..as she became unconscious.



To be continued.