Enter the Black Tiger

Manhattan
New York City
6 am



LINDA VANDERBUILT...a 60 year old white billionaire businesswoman...was at the offices of her conglomerate's headquarters...early. A self made woman... who had built her billion dollar corporate empire from the ground up...on her own...Linda had powerful friends...in politics...business and other high social circles within New York City and outside of it. A beautiful woman with a lust for power matched only by her lust for wealth...Linda was in her office...early that day...to personally receive a shipment of rare antiques that she had her agents purchase for her from the KINGDOM OF BENGALI.



Linda had long been fascinated by tales from this nation...located deep within the borders of India...and the riches it contained. As she stood alone in her office...the female tycoon...removed the lid of the crate which stood before her. She smiled as she examined its contents...gold statues...precious gems...and an assortment of jewellery that would make her the envy of all women who attended the social parties which she did. "This is an interesting item..." mused Linda...as she picked up what she could only surmise was a skull face mask.



She held it in her hands...turned it around...examining it from every angle. As she did...Linda Vanderbuilt...heard voices chanting. "Is anyone there?" asked Linda...confused as she looked around. Dismissing the thought...she kept on looking at the skull mask...increasingly intrigued by it. Her grey eyes...became fixed on its interior...and her hands slowly brought it closer and closer to her face. Suddenly...the mask became lodged to her face.

"Aaaaaah!!...Aaaaaah!!" cried Linda in alarm...trying to pry it off her face. However her hands soon fell away...and the billionaire businesswoman...stood rooted to the spot. "You are chosen Linda Vanderbuilt...Submit to the will of the Skull Mask...and power and wealth...shall be yours...for...you...are...THE MAHAR" a voice said. "I...I am...the Mahar" agreed Linda...as she embraced the power of the Skull Mask



Brooklyn
New York
9 am



Dressed only in a pair of olive green boxers...showcasing his toned upper and lower body...36 -year old CHAVEZ...looked out the window of the top storey apartment where he lived in this quaint part of Brooklyn. He watched the subway trains running to and from the city...on elevated tracks passing in front of the building where he lived. He took a sip of coffee...black...from his cup...as he watched people and traffic moving on the street below...going about their business. The view was a lot different than it was six years ago...when the former Navy SEAL...was working as a bodyguard...assigned to the American Ambassador in the Kingdom of Bengali.



Chavez smiled as he heard the gentle sound of floorboards creaking behind him...and knew that meant the other person he shared his apartment and his life with...was up and about. Turning around he saw his girlfriend....SANDRA COLLINS...her straight long black hair worn loose about her shoulders...wearing only a large white t-shirt...which ended at her knees... highlighting the curves of her shapely ebony body as she strolled slowly towards him. He could tell that his 24 year old girlfriend...was naked...except for her extra large t-shirt...which she used to sleep in...and a gold bracelet which she never took off her right wrist...in the six years they returned to the States from Bengali.



As she approached her man...Sandra wrapped her slender arms around his neck and giggled as she felt his strong hands on her hips. "Good morning..." said Sandra with a smile as she kissed Chavez tenderly on his lips. "Morning baby..." replied Chavez returning the favour. Their lips parting...Sandra enjoyed being in his embrace.

"What're you thinking Sandy?" asked Chavez with a smile that always made her feel warm in her chest and between her shapely thighs. "Oh...Just about the first time we met...You were my bodyguard...and I was suspicious of you...at first..." replied Sandra. "I know...but we've come a long way since then..but Bengali's still with us..." said Chavez looking at his girlfriend's gold bracelet..



Sandra looked at the bracelet...remembering it was a parting gift from the King of Bengali...something which she always kept...to remind her of her incredible adventures as a teenager in Bengali...granted incredible powers through the golden Tiger Belt...which transformed her into the legendary heroine of Bengali...the TIGER GIRL. Now six years later...and starting out as a journalist at the Daily New Yorker in Manhattan...in a relationship with Chavez...a relationship they started back in Bengali....Sandra was very involved in helping people...and pursuing the truth of any matter to the end.


"You do remember I left the Tiger Belt with Raj back in Bengali where it belong..." said Sandra...referring to Prince Raj...a thief she encountered as Tiger Girl...who was royalty and the sole heir to the throne of King Rahul IV. "My crime fighting days are over honey...Now it's just Sandra Collins...reporter..." she added...before they kissed again. "I should really get dressed...and get to work. " Yes...Rub it in...Your office is downstairs...mine is downtown..." replied Sandra keeping her arms around his neck as frowned at her man...knowing that she had to get to work at the Daily New Yorker in a few hours. "You don't have to go right away do you babe? asked Chavez with a grin. "Is that your deduction....Martin Chavez?" teased Sandra. "You know I don't like that name..." replied Chavez. "Well...You have it... and you have me...so deal with it..." quipped Sandra as they kissed again. Scooping his girlfriend up in his strong arms...Chavez carried her back to their bedroom.


Daily New Yorker
Manhattan. New York
8 pm

Sandra Collins leaned back in her chair in her cubicle in the news room....and crossed her legs. As an adult... Sandra's body has become even more curvaceous and her bust has grown. To avoid being judged by her looks, she chose to dress in a masculine manner... wearing dress pants and button shirts...with vests...in order to suppress her ample bust.

Wearing a baggy white button shirt...grey vest...grey slacks and grey closed toe stilettos...Sandra brushed back a strand of her long black hair...which was draped around her shoulders...as she logged off her computer. While she loved being a journalist...her bosses never gave her any of the big stories to cover...and she was stuck doing run of t the mill assignments.



Getting up from her desk...picking up her brief bag...Sandra headed towards the elevator. Everyone else had already left the office for the day. "With a little luck...I'll be able to catch the next train back to Brooklyn...Lucky for me the station's on this street...and I can get home to Chavez...maybe fix up some dinner...have some wine...and..." mused Sandra as she approached the elevator. However before she could press a button on the elevator...Sandra saw a glow in the dim light of the corridor. "Oh my!" gasped the young female journalist...as she saw the glow was coming from the golden bracelet on her right wrist.



"Sandra Collins...Do not be afraid my daughter...It is I...The TIGER GODDESS...." said a voice...which resonated with her. Sandra cast her mind back to the fateful day in her bedroom of the private residence in Bengali City....where she and her father...American Ambassador John Collins... were staying while he was Ambassador to Bengali...and her discovery of the golden Tiger Belt...which allowed her to become Tiger Girl.

"Tiger Goddess...The bracelet...You're speaking to me through the bracelet" replied Sandra. "Yes my daughter...Hear me...the Tiger Bracelet was given to you by Prince Raj...not by chance...as you know...the Tiger Belt cannot leave the Kingdom of Bengali...but I predicted there would come a time...when its power would be needed elsewhere...and now...that time has come..." said the voice of the Tiger Goddess.



"I...I don't understand Tiger Goddess...What is it you're saying to me?" asked Sandra. "I am saying to you my daughter...the time is now...for you to embrace your true destiny...as a teenage girl...you served the cause of justice well...as Tiger Girl...but the Tiger Bracelet has become active...now that a great evil has emerged across the seas...in your home of New York City...only you can defeat this evil...and to do this...I grant you access to powers of your own...through the mystical Tiger Bracelet...Powers far greater than what you knew...when you assume the title of Tiger Girl..." explained the Tiger Goddess.



Suddenly...Sandra heard the mighty roar of a Bengal tiger fill her ears...and saw herself being surrounded by an aura of orange energy. "Ohhh!!!...What's happening???...I feel myself...changing...into...into...what...Ohhhhhh!!!" cried Sandra as the orange light bathed her from head to toe. Sandra sighed with pleasure as she felt her shapely ebony body being freed of her confining clothes and shoes...then felt as if her body was shaping itself. "Ohhhhh...the power...I can feel it...Ohhhhhh...such incredible...power...." gasped the young woman as she felt her body becoming stronger and sexier with each passing second. She also felt items forming around her chest...between her thighs...on her wrists...and her ankles.



When the orange aura faded as quickly as it had appeared...Sandra Collins looked on in amazement...in a mirror next to the elevator...in awe of the amazing metamorphosis that had just happened. Her neat and long black hair had become wild and glossy...framing her beautiful face...draping on to her broad naked shoulders...ending in the middle of her chiselled back.

A mystical mascara resembling the orange and black pelt of a Bengal tiger...covered the upper part of her face...leaving the lower part of her nose and her glossy lips exposed. Her skin had turned dark...and was almost gleaming. She admired her awesome musculature from head to her toes.


Gone were her conservative clothes. She now sported orange and black tiger pelt bands on her wrists and above her shapely ankles...the gold Tiger Bracelet...worn proudly on her right wrist. Her hands were strong with slender fingers...with glossy black claw like fingernails. Looking down...Sandra admired her erotic bare feet...with sexy toes that had glossy black claw like toenails. She was particular proud of her now enhanced bust...a pair of massive dark mountains...barely clad by a thin strapless Tiger Bra...which left most of her great Tiger Breasts exposed...barely covering their sexy summits...the outline of a pair of huge black Tiger Nipples...visible against its flimsy fabric.

Between her massive thighs...her Tiger Cunt...surrounded by a thick jungle of glossy black pubic hair...was barely covered by a Tiger Belt G-string. "I hear you Tiger Goddess...Criminals of New York City...Time for you to meet BLACK TIGER!!" declared Sandra...in her new super-powered alter-ego... flexing her dark muscular arms and her long dark muscular legs...for emphasis...her thin Tiger Bra and Tiger Belt G-string...straining to cover the super erogenous zones of her voluptuous and muscular dark gleaming body.

Turning on the balls of her erotic bare dark feet...her sexy toes spread slightly apart...her glossy black claw like toenails digging into the carpeted floor she was standing on...Black Tiger turned and sprinted towards the nearby stairwell. Moving in a blur of motion...the Busty Black Bombshell...soon emerged on the rooftop of the Daily New Yorker Building...and assumed her heroic pose for the first time. Her hands balled into fists...resting on either side of her wide curvy waist...her long dark muscular legs spread slightly apart...her erotic bare dark feet resting flat on the surface of the roof...her massive dark bust...thrust forward...the night hair billowing through her long mane of wild glossy black hair.

Standing atop the roof...Sandra felt an incredible awareness of everything that was happening around her. "This is amazing...My vision has never been so clear...I can hear things...people...things happening...all around me...I can feel my Tiger Nipples getting a little hard under my Tiger Bra...They're sensing evil at work...like the Tiger Goddess said...Time to find the criminals...and make my introductions" resolved the Busty Black Bombshell with a smile spreading across her face. Taking a deep breath...Black Tiger raced towards the edge of the building...her massive dark breasts bobbing sexily under her flimsy Tiger Bra...her dark muscular arms and long dark muscular arms moving in tandem.

Flexing her large thighs...the muscles of her voluptuous dark gleaming body accentuated...Black Tiger leapt off the building and into the air....her dark muscular arms extended before her...her long muscular legs spread apart below her curvy waist...the sexy toes of her erotic dark bare feet...with glossy and black claw like toenails curled.

She felt the cool night air blowing through her long mane of wild glossy black hair...and against her muscular and voluptuous black gleaming body. As she sailed through the air. "Wow..." gasped Sandra...looking down at the people and traffic on the street...hundreds of feet below her...before she twisted her voluptuous and muscular dark body...

Landing on another rooftop...on the balls of her erotic dark bare feet...Black Tiger kept on moving...leaping from the rooftop of one building to another as she traversed downtown Manhattan.

"Ohh!!...This is incredible...I've never felt so strong...so sexy...so empowered...even when I was Tiger Girl...back in Bengali...I feel like I have the strength...of 20 Bengal tigers...I feel invincible...Now to find out what caused the Tiger Goddess to grant me these new powers...and bring the evildoers to justice. As she traversed the rooftops of Manhattan...her movements did not go unnoticed.


People down on the street...in the windows of the buildings in Manhattan could help but notice the Busty Black Bombshell as she hunted her criminal prey. "Hey!...Did you see that?"...."There's somebody jumping from the buildings!"..."Who is it?"..."It's a woman"... "No it can't be!"..."Did you catch a look at her jugs?"...No way those could be real" said persons down on the street...or looking out the windows of the buildings that comprised the concrete jungle of Manhattan.

However Sandra Collins...24 year old journalist with the Daily New Yorker paid no attention to them...but focused on the tingling sensations under her flimsy Tiger Bra...as she made her way towards her destination...in the form of her new sexy super-powered alter-ego...the Black Tiger.



Two Bridges district.
Lower Manhattan
8.30 pm



Squatting on the balls of her erotic bare dark feet...her sexy toes...with glossy black toenails...tapping against the concrete ledge...her huge dark breasts bunched together under her thin Tiger Bra...Black Tiger observed her criminal quarry at work. Sandra's brown eyes...moved from side to side...surrounded by orange and black tiger pelt mascara...as she watched a group of seven brawny men...loading boxes into the back of a delivery truck...parked next to a loaded dock at a warehouse located close to the East River. "Ooh...My Tiger Nipples are really tingling now...This has got to be the place..." thought Black Tiger...opting to move in closer for a look.


Now was the time to make an introduction. Standing up...Sandra flexed her large dark thighs...as she alighted from the ledge of the building she had been squatting on. The Black Bombshell startled the group of thugs from their activities...as she landed on the ground before them...on the balls of her erotic bare dark feet. "Good evening gentlemen!...This is a surprise inspection!...I want to see what you have in those boxes that causing you to work overtime!" quipped Black Tiger as she assumed her heroic pose before the startled men.

They watched her...standing with her hands balled into fists on either side of her wide curvy waist. They gawked at her long muscular dark legs spread slightly apart...her erotic bare dark feet...with sexy toes with glossy and black claw like toenails...resting flat on the ground...and particularly at her massive firm dark mounds...barely contained by a flimsy Tiger Bra...and her cunt...similarly barely covered by a Tiger Belt G-string...thrust towards them with confidence...her long mane of wild glossy black hair flowing from the top of her head...on to her broad naked shoulders...her brown eyes glaring at them through the slits of the tiger pelt mascara which covered the upper part of her beautiful face.



"Who the hell are you?!...Beat it before we beat the shit outta ya...Ya crazy broad!!" snarled one of the thugs as he approached the Busty Black Bombshell...his right hand reaching under his leather jacket for something...which Sandra correctly deduced to be a weapon. In a single motion...the thug pulled out a gleaming silver pistol from under his jacket. However before he could fire his weapon...Black Tiger acted. Raising her muscular right arm...in a way that made her massive dark breasts bunch together under her flimsy Tiger Bra...Sandra swung her right hand into the thug's throat in the form of a karate chop.

"Yahh!!" declared Black Tiger as she struck...and the thug fell to the ground...gasping for breath...and passing out inches away from the sexy toes of her erotic bare dark feet. "Get that bitch!!"snarled another thug...as he and the other five thugs...managed to draw their guns...and opened fire. However they were mesmerised by the accentuation of muscles on the voluptuous dark gleaming body of the Busty Black Bombshell as she leaped and somersaulted to avoid the lead projectiles streaking past her...with uncanny agility. "This is where Chavez's hand to hand combat training comes in handy...Now to take these guys down!" resolved Black Tiger.

Pouncing on the thug closest to her...Sandra drove her left knee hard into his groin with the force of a battering ram. The thug wheezed and passed out before he hit the ground. Flexing her huge thighs...leaping like her feline namesake...Black Tiger attacked two more thugs as they were slow to reload their pistols. "Now it's your turn guys!" declared the Busty Black Bombshell...her muscular arms raised...her glossy and black claw like fingernails bared.

"Who the hell are you?!" gasped one thug. "This bitch ain't human!" yelled the other thug. Extending her long dark muscular left leg...Sandra planted the ball of her erotic dark left bare foot into the middle of one thug's chest.

"My name's Black Tiger!!" declared Sandra as he fell to the ground. Twisting her voluptuous and muscular dark body in mid air....the Busty Black Bombshell thrust her long dark muscular right leg at the thug standing next to him. Startled by the swiftness of her attack...and the flash of the glossy black claw like toenails of her erotic dark right bare foot...he was totally open as the top of the same foot...slammed into his jaw.

Discarding his gun...another thug...pulled out a knife and lunged at the Buxom Black Heroine from behind. However Black Tiger heard him coming. "Gotcha bitch!" he snarled."Really?" quipped Sandra as she drove her right elbow hard into his gut...making him double over in pain...his knife clattering to the ground.

Grabbing his right wrist...with her right hand...balancing on the balls of her erotic dark bare feet...the glossy and black claw like toenails of her sexy toes...digging into the asphalt surface beneath her...Black Tiger effortlessly lifted this thug off his feet and hurled him into another thug...who was taking aim with his pistol. They went crashing into some nearby boxes...knocking them over...and spilling their contents on to the ground.

Sandra's brown eyes widened in the slits of the Tiger Mascara which stretched across the upper part of her beauteous dark face...framed by her long mane of wild glossy black hair...as she saw clear plastic packages containing a thick white powder...which she recognised instantly as cocaine. As a reporter at the Daily New Yorker... Sandra had heard her senior colleagues speaking about reports of a new kind of cocaine on the streets of New York...but no one had any idea if it existed or who was shipping it into the city. Seeing the last thug trying to flee...Black Tiger was not about to let him.



Flexing her huge dark thighs...the Buxom Black Heroine...leaped toward him...driving the balls of her erotic bare dark feet into the middle of his back...sending the thug sprawling along the ground. As he rolled on to his back Sandra planted the ball of her erotic dark right bare foot atop the middle of his chest.

"All right friend...I want some information...I want you to tell me where were you boys shipping all these packages of cocaine...You just seen how easily I defeated you and your friends...and you can undoubtedly tell there's nothing you can do to stop me...I want to know...What's the destination of those cocaine packages?? asked Black Tiger as she leaned forward...applying pressure to the thug's chest through the ball of her erotic dark right bare foot.

He gasped as he looked up...getting a glimpse of her massive dark Tiger Breasts and her Tiger Cunt...barely concealed in her flimsy attire. "Well....I'm waiting..." quipped Sandra.

Snake Venom Club
Queens
9 pm

Her huge dark Tiger Breasts bobbing sexily underneath her flimsy Tiger Bra... her Tiger Belt G-string...shifting between her huge dark thighs...the large exposed cheeks of her firm ass swaying sexily...Black Tiger felt the cool sensation of concrete beneath the soles of her erotic dark bare feet...as she walked past people queuing to get inside the club...considered one of the trendiest in the city...and located along the waterfront.

Full of confidence in her abilities and her sexuality...the Busty Black Bombshell glided past the bouncer...who was mesmerised by her beautiful black mounds. "One please..." quipped Black Tiger as she boldly entered the Snake Venom.

"Who the heck was that?" asked one man in the queue outside the club. "Dunno...Must be a new stripper" replied a second man. Neither of them knew the real reason why the Buxom Black Heroine was really there at the club. Entering the Snake Venom...Black Tiger observed that the party was in full swing. She observed various people of different ages and races drinking and partying...under the flash psychedelic lights and the pulsating music being played by the DJ.

Her huge firm dark Tiger Breasts heaving up and down underneath her thin Tiger Bra...Sandra used her enhanced senses to locate the cocaine which the thug told her was being sent to this club.


Her brown eyes narrowing with the slits of her Tiger Pelt Mascara... Sandra used her heightened senses...to filter out the distractions all around her...and locate what she was looking for. "Yo baby!...Nice rack!...Wanna dance?" asked a drunken white teenager. "No thanks...My dance card's full!" replied Sandra.

Flexing her huge dark thighs...Black Tiger catapulted herself into the air...the muscles on her gleaming dark voluptuous body...accentuated...her muscular arms raised above her head...the sexy toes of her erotic dark feet curled...as she sailed through the air...landing on the balls of her erotic dark bare feet on he second floor of the club.


As she strolled towards the door to the manager's office...a brawny black bouncer...confronted her. "Wrong direction bitch!" snarled the bouncer...as he moved to deal with the scantily clad woman in front of him. "That's no way to speak to a lady...Yah!!" replied Black Tiger thrusting her right dark muscular arm forward...stunning the brawny bouncer...with an open palm strike of her right hand...as taught to her by her man Chavez...as she strolled towards the locked door to the manager's office.

Extending her long dark muscular right leg...Black Tiger drove the ball of her erotic dark right foot against the wooden frame of the door...and kicked it open with consummate ease. Entering the office...the Busty Black Bombshell... noticed a crate full of the same cocaine packets which she had seen at the warehouse earlier in the night inside of the plush office...packed with plush furniture. She also noticed four thugs....of different ethnicities...bulges under their jackets...telling her they were armed...and one young blonde woman...dressed in hooker attire...her upper body sprawled over the table the crate was on...passed out she presumed from the drugs.

"Who the fuck are you?!!" snarled one thug...as he advanced towards the Buxom Black Heroine...reaching for his gun...hidden under his jacket. "You can call me Black Tiger!...Yah!" quipped Sandra as she felled this thug with a left fist right in the middle of his face. As he fell to the floor...a second thug...managed to draw his gun...but he fared no better than his comrade.

"I'm a super heroine!" continued Sandra...as she thrust her long dark muscular right leg at him..His vision was blotted out by the ball of the Black Tiger's erotic dark right foot...and the force of the blow sent him hurtling against a nearby sofa...knocking it over...and he sprawled out on the floor.

"You're no match for me...with my strength of 20 Bengal Tigers!" quipped the Busty Black Bombshell...as she sidestepped a third thug...and felled him with a right hand karate chop to the back of his neck. "Yah!" declared Black Tiger...as he fell to the floor. As she turned around...the fourth thug tried to grab her but only succeeded in grabbing the middle of the heroine's thin Tiger Bra.
"Ohh!!" gasped Sandra in surprise as the huge firm dark gleaming mounds of her broad chest were exposed...as her flimsy Tiger Bra was pulled down to her toned six-pack abdomen. "Damn!..Look at em jugs!" sneered the thug...distracted by their firmness...roundness...and their very distinctive features.

"They're called Tiger Breasts!!...Yah!!" declared Sandra...angry that her well endowed dark bust was exposed...as she dealt the fourth thug...a hard left hand slap...which sent him rolling along the floor...stunned. "I'll get answers from you boys later about these drugs!...Right now...I've got to attend to this unfortunate young woman...you lured here to sample your narcotics!" resolved the Buxom Black Heroine...as she walked towards the young blonde woman...lying with her upper body spread across the top of the table...next to the crate...containing the cocaine.

The sound of Sandra's voice...and the sound of her glossy black claw like toenails gently scraping the floor as she approached caused the young woman to stir.

"Miss...Are you all right?" asked Black Tiger...as she gently placed her left hand on the right shoulder of the hooker. Dazed and disoriented from repeated use of the cocaine...the first thing the blonde saw...through her blurry vision...was the perfectly sculpted bust of the Black Bombshell.

She was immediately envious of the pair of huge firm dark mounds that she saw...capped at their peaks...by wide gleaming black areolas...with a pair of huge black nipples...the biggest she had seen on any woman. Thinking she was a rival hooker...and after the stash which was hers...the young blonde gave the Black Tiger a response she was not expecting.

"No!!...Mine!!....It's all mine!!" cried the hooker as she reached for the nearest thing she could use as a weapon. That just happened to be some of the packets of cocaine...and she grabbed a dozen of them...six in each of her hands. "Hey!!...What are you doing?!...I'm here to help you!...Calm down!" blurted Sandra in surprise...her muscular arms open...as the hooker pressed the palms of her hands against the upper part of her naked huge firm dark bust...and heard the sounds of plastic popping against her smooth dark gleaming flesh.

The Busty Black Bombshell...surprised by the reaction of the blonde hooker...took no action as the packets popped open...sending an avalanche of thick white powder rolling down the smooth slopes of her massive firm dark gleaming Tiger Breasts...completely burying her wide gleaming black Tiger Areolas...and her huge gleaming black Tiger Nipples...under a thick white blanket.

Black Tiger took a couple steps back as the young blonde woman...looked at her with a vacant stare in her eyes...suggesting to the Buxom Black Heroine that she was stoned on the cocaine.



Dismissing the hooker's actions as harmless...and she was only acting because of her addiction to the thick white cocaine powder which blanketed each of her naked huge firm dark gleaming Tiger Breasts...Sandra sought to reassure her.

"Don't worry Miss...I'm a friend...My name's Black Tiger...These men can't hurt you anymore...I'll get you to the police...just as soon as I get this cocaine off my Tiger Breasts..." said the Busty Black Bombshell as she raised her hands up to her awesome firm dark rack...and started to brush away the layers of snow white powder which totally covered them.

However an inconvenient truth suddenly dawned on the unsuspecting Sandra Collins...who was brimming with confidence at the new super powers she was granted by the Tiger Goddess.


"Hey....Something's happening...My super sized Tiger Nipples...having a reaction...to the cocaine...I...have to...get it off...." gasped Black Tiger...as she began to feel strange sensations...through the simple act of using her slender fingers...and their glossy black claw like fingernails...to attempt to dust off the thick snow white cocaine powder that was covering every inch of her huge gleaming black nipples.

The Busty Black Bombshell...intensified her actions...her hands moving with increasing speed over every inch of her naked awesome firm dark gleaming bust...using her glossy black claw like fingernails to try to dust the cocaine off her chest.


"What's happening??...Can't get this cocaine...off my Tiger Breasts...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...My huge Tiger Nipples...feeling..an itch...in them...growing...with each passing second...I...I have to scratch them....with my own Tiger Claws...." gasped Sandra as she focused the actions of her her glossy black and claw like fingernails...on the snow covered summits of her massive firm...dark gleaming Tiger Breasts...moving them rapidly...in an effort to brush the thick white cocaine powder off.

The blonde hooker looked on with amusement as the Buxom Black Heroine played with herself in front of her...while the four male thugs...lay stunned on the floor of the manager's office.

"Feeling horny now y ou black bitch?!" sneered the young hooker....as she watched the Busty Black Bombshell's hands moving with increasing speed over her huge firm gleaming dark Tiger Breasts...as she tried to dust off the thick layers of snow white cocaine powder which covered them.
"Uuuuuuuuuuunh!!!...The cocaine...Uuuuuuuuuuuuunh!!!...Something in it...making me....Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuunh!!!...Uuuuuuuuuuuuunh!!!...play...with my own Tiger Breasts...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuunh!!!...Got to....scratch my huge...Tiger Nipples...with my...own Tiger
Claws...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuunh!!!...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuunh!!!"moaned the Bodacious Black Amazon...as her glossy black claw like fingernails targeted the super erogenous summits of her massive firm dark gleaming mounds...scratching them...over and over...attempting to deal with an itch that would not go away.


As she felt razor sharp glossy black Tiger Claws...gliding across the surface of her massive gleaming dark Tiger Breasts...scratching rapidly at her huge black Tiger Nipples...and the wide black Tiger Areolas which surrounded them...Sandra felt herself being overwhelmed by a plethora of sensations that she was unable to resist.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuunh...I have the strength of 20 Bengal Tigers...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...but...I can't stop...scratching...my own...giant Tiger Nipples...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...I...I'm ..making myself...get...sleepier....and....sleepier...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuunh...so tired...Oh God...never felt...so...tired..."confessed Black Tiger...as her glossy black and claw like fingernails...mercilessly clawed the super erogenous black summits of her own massive firm gleaming dark Tiger Breasts.


Sandra stared at the blonde hooker...her eyelids drooping...her brown eyes growing dull in the slits of the tiger pelt mascara which covered the upper part of her beauteous face...framed by her long mane of wild glossy black hair....her temples beginning to throb...as her vision began to blur...and she felt as if the room were spinning. Her head began to bob up and down...staring at her exposed huge firm dark gleaming Tiger Breasts...covered with layers of thick white cocaine powder...unable to control her own glossy black and claw like fingernails...from scratching her own huge black Tiger Nipples...their hardening and erect form becoming visible under the layers of cocaine which covered them completely.



Looking past them...Sandra's brown eyes fluttered rapidly in the slits of her tiger pelt mascara...as her view of her erotic dark bare feet...with sexy toes with glossy black and claw like toenails...planted flat on the floor of the manager's office...phased in and out of focus...as she scratched her huge black Tiger Nipples into hardness...making them take the shape of bullets.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuunh..Tired...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuunh...Can't stop...Uuuuuuuuuuuunh...must scratch...my super sized Tiger Nipples...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuunh...make myself...sleepy…
and...and...dizzy...so...dizzy...I...can't...stand up...." moaned the Bodacious Black Amazon.


Her long muscular dark legs giving way underneath her wide curvy waist...Sandra dropped to the floor on her knees...her wide firm dark gleaming ass...resting on her dark gleaming calves...the sexy toes of her erotic dark bare feet curled...as they pressed against the floor...exposing the soles of her erotic dark bare feet...as she kept on scratching her ever hardening huge black Tiger Nipples.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...What's in this….
cocaine??...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...My huge Tiger Nipples...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...can't handle it...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...Strength of 20 Bengal Tigers...being ...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...replaced...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuh....incredible weakness...and...unimaginable sleepiness...as I...play with my own...huge...Tiger Nipples...This can't...be...happening....Uuuuuuuuuuuuuh...Uuuuuuuuuuuh" blurted Black Tiger.


The blonde hooker looked on in fascination...as the Busty Black Bombshell...who had so effortlessly defeated the four armed thugs who were in the manager's office...was now kneeling in front of her...fondling her own massive firm dark gleaming bust...which was completely covered by layers of snow white cocaine powder....with her own hands.

"Oooh...You one horny black bitch...Getting a real rush from the stuff..." gloated the hooker as she looked on. The words of the young blonde hooker resonated with the beauteous Black Tiger...who just could not stop fondling her massive firm dark gleaming Tiger Breasts...unable to brush off the layers of thick snow white cocaine powder which covered them.



"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuh...You're...You're right...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...My huge Tiger Nipples...They're...so sensitive...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...cocaine flakes sinking into them...as I scratch them...with my...sharp Tiger Claws...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...I...I'm making myself...tired...and...turning...myself on...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...Cocaine...on my...huge Tiger Nipples...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...it's...so strong...so addictive...Strength of 20 Bengal Tigers...useless...against it...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...thoughts of sleep...thoughts of sex...getting...so strong..." moaned Black Tiger.

As she continued her rhythmic scratching of her massive firm dark gleaming Tiger Breasts...her glossy black claw like fingernails...passing repeatedly over every inch of the tender flesh of her wide dark black Tiger Areolas...her huge black Tiger Nipples...moulding them into the shape of bullets...keeping them hard and erect...with each stroke...Sandra felt her eyelids drooping even more...her head reeling with increasing dizziness...unbelievable fatigue flooding every muscle...every sinew of her voluptuous and muscular dark gleaming body...as she remembered all the ways her man Chavez...brought her amazing sexual pleasure...teasing her nipples into hardness...arousing her...making her cum...over...and over again.



"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...Chavez...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...can't stop...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuh...thinking about...his big...strong hands...all over my Tiger Breasts...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...his fingers...playing with my huge Tiger Nipples...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...getting...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...weak...
never felt...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...so weak...Tiger Goddess...did not tell me...my huge Tiger Nipples...would…
be...extra...super...sensitive...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...more than...Uuuuuuuuuuh
...when I...was...Tiger...Girl...Cocaine...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...getting deep...into...my wide...Tiger Areolas...my...huge...Tiger...Nipples...I can't stop...making them...so...haaaaaaaaaard...I'm going to...No...going to..." blurted the Bodacious Black Amazon...as she kept scratching her cocaine covered...huge black Tiger Nipples with her glossy black Tiger Claws....feeling pressure building between her huge gleaming dark thighs.


Fearing the Busty Black Bombshell wanted more of the special cocaine...the blonde hooker...hastily stuffed more cocaine filled packets into her red leather purse...packing it until it nearly could not close. Equally fearful that the thugs which Black Tiger had so easily dispatched would be mad at her for taking stash which she had not paid for...the hooker decided to split...but not before doing one more thing.

Holding the cocaine laden purse with both hands...the young blonde hooker...brought it down with all her might...against the base of the Bodacious Black Amazon's skull. "This'll fix you bitch!!" she cried.

"UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNH" groaned Black Tiger...her glossy dark lips parted...her pearl white teeth bared...her brown eyes squinting in the slits of her tiger pelt mascara...as she felt the blow strike her at this sensitive spot...with thunderous force...having the effect of interrupting the almighty orgasm that was building inside of her throbbing Tiger Cunt...under her Tiger Belt G-string...which barely covered it.

The hooker smiled as she watched the Busty Black Bombshell fall forward from the force of the blow...rapidly towards the smooth polished floor she was kneeling on. Clutching her purse close to her chest...the blonde hooker ran out of the manager's office...thinking only about getting away with the cocaine inside her purse...and nothing else....including the beauteous Black Tiger.

Her head reeling with dizziness from the combined effects of the cocaine on her naked massive dark gleaming Tiger Breasts...her huge black Tiger Nipples...scratched into hardness and erectness by her own glossy black Tiger Claws...cum trapped within her throbbing Tiger Cunt...unable to be discharged...Daily New Yorker junior journalist...Sandra Collins...was unable to thwart the schemes of the cocaine traffickers she was after...but that was soon to be the least of her concerns...as she fell face down on the smooth polished floor...her muscular arms flung past her head.


"OOOOOOOOH...THE FLOOR...OOOOOOOOOH...SO COLD...AGAINST MY HUGE TIGER NIPPLES..." cried Black Tiger as she pressed the palms of her hands against the floor...as her long muscular dark gleaming legs...spread wide open below her wide curvy waist...the rear of her Tiger Belt G-string...slipping snugly between the cheeks of her huge firm dark gleaming ass...her sexy toes curled...as the balls of her erotic dark gleaming feet...pressed against the smooth...cold...polished floor inside of the manager's office in the Snake Venom Club.

Sandra's first instinct was to get up...but she quickly learnt something else as she tried to get to her erotic dark gleaming bare feet."UUUUUUUUUUNH...THE WEIGHT OF MY OWN SUPER BODY...MAKING ME....SQUASH BY GREAT TIGER BREASTS...MY HUGE TIGER NIPPLES...AGAINST THE FLOOR...UUUUUUUUUUUUH...THE FLOOR...COLD...FROM THE AIR CONDITION...IN THE CLUB...MAKING ME...PRESS...THIS...SUPER COCAINE...INTO MY...HUGE TIGER NIPPLES...UUUUUUUUUUH...GOT TO FLATTEN THEM...LIKE THE PANCAKES...THAT CHAVEZ...MAKES ME...FOR...BREAKFAST...UUUUUUUUUUUH...UUUUUUUUUUUUUH" moaned Black Tiger as she gyrated face down on the cold...smooth...polished floor of the manager's office.

As she did so...under the influence of the special cocaine which covered her awesome firm gleaming dark Tiger Breasts...she pressed her huge black Tiger Nipples flat against the floor...rubbing them over the smooth cold surface...over and over again.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...Can't...get...up...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuh ...Can't move...Cocaine...all over...my huge Tiger Nipples...Can't...get it...off...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh... Can't believe this...My huge...Tiger...Nipples...are responding...to...it...They're getting...so...haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaard....my huge...Tiger Nipples...Uuuuuuuuuuuuh...hard...as diamonds... as they...rub against...the floor...making think...about...Chavez...his big...warm...strong...hands...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...all over...my great...Tiger Breasts... can't stop...thinking about...his fingers...playing...with...my...huge...Tiger Nipples...Uuuuuuuuuuuuh..stroking them...back...and...forward...twirling them...round...and...round...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh..Strength of 20 Bengal Tigers...gone...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh...dizzy...weak...sleepy...helpless...I...I...can't...stay....awake...Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh" cooed the Bodacious Black Amazon...as overwhelming fatigue came crashing down on her like a tonne of bricks.

Her muscular arms flung past her head...the palms of her hands resting flat on the floor...her beauteous face covered by her long mane of wild glossy black hair....her naked huge firm dark gleaming Tiger Breasts...squashed flat under her own body weight against the cold floor of the manager's office...spreading her long muscular legs wide open below her wide curvy waist... the soles of her erotic dark gleaming feet exposed....Sandra Collins...24 year old junior journalist...with the Daily New Yorker...granted amazing super powers by the Tiger Goddess...through her gold Tiger Bracelet...was overwhelmed by unbearable fatigue and erotic arousal...denied the ability to relief her tension via orgasm...from the cocaine smeared all over her naked huge firm dark gleaming Tiger Breasts...on her first outing in her new alter-ego...of Black Tiger...and succumbed to unconsciousness.



To be continued.