Ocelot Woman 1980 in Unconscious in Utopia - Part 1

Georgetown, Guyana. 1980.

Midnight in the western suburbs of Georgetown, capital of the South American nation of Guyana. A lone figure toiled late into the night within the confines of a hidden laboratory. He knew that very soon, his evil plans would be put into action and there would be no one to stop him for getting all that he desired. Not even a mysterious female heroine who just recently popped up out of nowhere and was beating up crooks all over the city.


Two weeks later. University of Guyana campus.


Indra Changra was headed back to her dormitory after the conclusion of her morning classes at the University of Guyana. The 18-year-old Indra was an attractive young woman with a slender figure and shoulder length brown hair which was tied into a thick ponytail. She was also honors student in History. From behind her glasses, she glanced briefly at some college hunks who passed by and smiled in the hope that one would offer to carry the armload of books that she had. None did. It did not surprise Indra because most guys on campus did not see her as sexy.


Thoughts of going to the library for some studying for her mid-terms were dashed, when Indra felt her nipples shoot to attention under her baggy cotton shirt. "Ohh!..My tits tingling..there's trouble!" said Indra as she hustled towards the nearby science building and found a deserted stairwell. After checking to see that she was alone, Indra set down her books, removed her glasses and began to spin on a single spot. Mystic energy surrounded the young student as she spun and initiated an amazing transformation.


Indra's flat shoes, skirt and baggy shirt disappeared. Her body grew in height and became increasingly curvaceous and muscular. A flimsy ocelot skin bra struggled to contain a pair of huge creamy breasts while an equally thin pair of matching briefs filled the space between her muscular thighs. Her brown hair became thick and shiny, cascading on to her naked shoulders and reaching down to the centre of her back. Gold bracelets adorned her wrists and a thin golden belt entwined itself around her small curvy waist. A golden lasso hung from the right side of the belt. Gold anklets gleamed inches above her ankles.


A thin ocelot pelt mask stretched over her light brown eyes to conceal the ordinary female student within the super powerful and sexy persona known as the Ocelot Woman. Adjusting her bra and panties to make sure everything was in place, the Guyanese superwoman raced off to rendezvous with the forces of evil.


Five bandits were exiting a branch of the First Guyana National Bank near to the campus. Three of them fired their guns wildly as they emerged on to the street. People were screaming and scampering for cover. The bank guards were powerless to stop them and it looked as if the criminals would make a clean getaway with their loot. That scenario quickly changed as a curvaceous figure alighted on the scene.


"What the hell..?!" snarled one robber as he levelled his shotgun at the approaching heroine. "Too slow creep!" quipped Ocelot Woman as she drove the ball of her erotic right foot solidly into his jaw. A second bandit was felled by a karate chop to the neck. From their positions of refuge, the on-lookers watched as the Ocelot Woman whirled around and thrust her left foot hard into the gut of another bandit. The remaining two bandits, with their bags of loot slung over their shoulders, were running hard down the street in the hope of escaping the mysterious masked maiden.


"Oh no gentlemen..you're not escaping that easily.." said Ocelot Woman with a smile as she removed the golden lasso from her waist. Her huge breasts jiggled in the confines of her flimsy bra and her curvy hips gyrated as she twirled the lasso over her head and then let it fly. Both robbers came crashing down to the concrete as they were ensnared by the lasso and its magical powers put them in a daze. Ocelot Woman then reeled in the two robbers beside their unconscious cohorts. Placing her right foot atop the chest of one of the dazed bandits, the buxom beauty gave him a message.


"Tell all the other criminals like you that when you break the law in Guyana..you will face the wrath of Ocelot Woman..." declared Indra. The message delivered, the Guyanese superwoman vanished as the sound of approaching police sirens was heard. The heroine's arrest of the bandits was all over the evening television news and made headlines on all of the next's day's newspapers. This was deeply disturbing to crime boss Reasie "The Rat" Ramkissoon as he pondered his next move in his hideout in the southside of Georgetown.


For yet another time, the Ocelot Woman had swooped in and landed more of his gang in jail. Rat had no problem in dealing with Guyana's police. Many were easily swayed by the profits from his various criminal enterprises and could be corrupted. Others could be killed but there was no way to stop the voluptuous vigilante. She was super strong and super fast. Picking up the phone, Rat dialed a number which he knew by heart.


"Yeah it's Rat..how's the stuff comin?" asked the crime boss. "The process is well underway..we shall have the first batch ready for distribution within a few days time.." replied a calm, male voice on the other end of the line. "I ain't worried about the cops..but this super chick..this Ocelot Woman..that's been nailin my boys.." said Rat. "You need not worry about her my friend.." replied the male voice. "Easy for you to say..the bitch has got the strength of 40 men.. she's super fast.. and got some kind of magic rope.." scoffed the crime boss. " "I have been reading the reports of.our friend the Ocelot Woman..she seems to be very young..perhaps a bit overconfident of her abilities to defeat crime in Guyana..this has provided the perfect opportunity for us to examine the potency of our new product.." said the male voice


"What you got in mind?" asked Rat, curious as to where the discussion was going. "We shall devise a trap that will lead our young heroine into a specially laid trap..once we have captured her..she shall not pose a problem to us any longer.." replied the male voice.


Three days later. Guyana Police headquarters, Georgetown. 8 pm.


Detective John Lee made his way down the corridor towards his office. One of the few uncorruptible cops left on the force, Lee had been spending the last few days trying to get the goods on rumours of a new drug ring operating in the city. Entering his office, Lee closed the door. The 35-year-old detective switched on the light and was startled by the sight of the Ocelot Woman standing right in front of him. Her hands resting on her curvy hips, her long muscular legs slightly apart and her huge breasts thrust forward.


"Geez lady..don't you ever knock!" grumbled Lee as he tossed his jacket on a nearby chair, walked past the voluptuous vigilante and sat down behind his desk. "I don't make appointments Detective Chan..I think we have something in common.." said Indra, a steely glow in her brown eyes in the slits of her ocelot pelt mask. "Yeah..what's that?" quipped Lee as he pulled out a small flask of rum from his top drawer and took a sip. "I hear there is a new gang of drug dealers operating in Georgetown..I need information from you to help me bring them to justice.." said the Guyanese superwoman.


"That's confidential information Ocelot Woman..besides..there's lots of talk about you on the street too..you've put a lot of Rat Ramkissoon's gang behind bars..made business real bad for him..he's out to get you.." replied Lee in a grim voice. "I'm touched that you care Detective..but..there's nothing that he or any other criminal can do to stop me..so how about helping me..bust some bad guys.." said the Guyanese superwoman as she leaned over the desk, giving Lee a full view of her creamy cleavage.


Distracted by fantasies of what touching the heroine's silky smooth breasts would be like, the police detective's iron resolve melted. "There's word of suspcious activity on the waterfront.." Chan said. He blinked and realised that the curvaceous crimefighter was gone. The only evidence that she was ever there was his open window. "Damn!" grumbled Lee, knowing that he allowed himself to be duped by the buxom heroine.


Proud of the way she had been able to pry the information, Ocelot Woman rode atop her fabulous spotted motorcycle..the Oce-Cycle..as she headed towards the waterfront. Her long brown hair flailed in the breeze behind her and the cool night wind brushed against her cream-coloured skin. "Detective Lee tries to be tough..but underneath it..he's adorable.." thought Indra and there was a brief tingling in her fleshy breasts.


Those thoughts were quickly replaced by the flashing light of her bike's Oce-Receiver which used mystical energy to detect the presence of evil activity. "Looks like I just scored an A" said Ocelot Woman and turned her bike on to the waterfront. The place was a warehouse on the east end. Six thugs were busy loading a van full of wooden crates. They were startled by the sudden appearance of the Oce-Cycle and its curvaceous rider. "It's Ocelot Woman!!..Take the bitch out!!" yelled one thug as he pulled out his pistol.


"That's no way to talk to a superheroine creep!!" quipped the gorgeous Guyanese superwoman as she leapt from her motorcycle and floored him with a right hook to the jaw. Landing nimbly on the balls of her erotic bare feet, Ocelot Woman took the fight to her enemies. A second thug was the recipient of an erotic left foot in the chest. As he fell to the ground, a third thug lunged at the heroine with a knife in his right hand. Grabbing hold of his right wrist, the curvaceous crusader flexed her mighty muscles and her shapely hips swiveled as she flung him hard against the side of the van. He slid to the ground with a low moan and passed out.


Two more thugs charged towards the young heroine who assumed a fighting stance, her arms raised and her legs slightly apart. One thug caught a glimpse of a few strands of black pubic hair peeking out from the sides of Indra's ocelot panties before he tasted the sole of her right foot being planted squarely in the middle of his face. He collapsed to the ground and a karate chop to the throat dazed the last thug. Before he could fall to the ground, Ocelot Woman slipped her golden lasso around him. "You boys are beaten..tell me where is the source of your drugs..my lasso commands you to speak the truth.." said Indra.


One hour later, the Ocelot Woman stood with her hands on her slim waist and her powerful legs slightly apart as she gazed upon an old wooden mansion in the western suburbs of Georgetown that was overgrown with vines and surrounded by high bushes. From talk on campus, Indra knew that this was the home of a brilliant but derranged university professor who had disappeared since the late 1960's.


"The crook I captured at the waterfront..the Teemul Estate is the source of their drugs..it doesn't make sense..the house has been abandoned for years..Professor Teemul died a long time ago.." thought the Guyanese superwoman. "I'll go in..capture the drug dealers..turn them over to the police and get back to the dormitory to finish my book report.." said Ocelot Woman as she strolled through the tall bushes towards the mansion.


The porch's old wooden steps creaked beneath the soles of the heroine's erotic bare feet as she climbed the staircase. A slight push on the old wooden front door, allowed her to gain entry to the mansion. Ocelot Woman moved slowly down the hallway and towards the living room. Her huge breasts rose and fell slowly within her skimpy ocelot skin bra. Her brown eyes flickered in the slits of her ocelot skin mask, checking for signs of movement. There was none. The entire living room was dingy, littered with cobwebs and dust. Old decaying furniture lung under dust-covered tarpaulins.


"Listen up crooks!!..This is Ocelot Woman!!..superheroine of Guyana..sure you have read about me in the papers!.do yourselves a favour and surrender!!..you haven't got a chance against my super powers!!" declared Indra, issuing a challenge to her foes and throwing all caution to the wind. Normally the crooks would be poured out of the woodwork, eager to stop her. There was no answer to her challenge.


"Okay..so you want to play hide and seek?!..well..ready or not..here I come!!" said the voluptuous vigilante as she walked through the living room and down another hallway in search of the drug dealers. "There doesn't seem to be anyone here..could that crook have been mistaken?..No..my lasso would have made him tell the truth.." thought Indra. "Let's make this quick bad guys!..I have other plans tonight!" said the buxom heroine as she continued her search of the mansion. Little did the unsuspecting Guyanese superwoman suspect that her enemies had the upper hand from the minute she set foot inside the mansion.


The creak of wooden rafters high over her head went undetected. Ocelot Woman never saw fine particles of dust falling from the ceiling and trickling on to her enormous bust. "Oohh..my nipples..they feel itchy all of a sudden..these old houses" said Ocelot Woman as she felt the particles penetrate the thin fabric of her bra. She used her left hand to rub her big breasts to brush the dust off her chest and she continued on.


However as the heroine continued on, more dust particles drifted downwards towards her. Indra's flimsy bra did little to cover the massive mounds of her chest and more dust particles found their way on to its smooth and soft terrain. Her brown eyes began to droop within the slits of her ocelot skin mask and a harsh truth soon dawned upon the young heroine of the Guianas as she glanced down at her incredible chest.


"Uhuhh..what's happening..my nipples..becoming..hard..making me..feel..dizzy..sleepy.." said Ocelot Woman as she saw her nipples were starting to poke through her bra. All the while more of the strange dust continued to rain down on the unsuspecting champion of the Guianas. The movements of her long, muscular legs became increasingly unsteady as the dust continued to affect her huge breasts in a way that the Guyanese superwoman did not think was possible.


"Uuhnnhh!!!..my nipples..so..hard..feels like..men touching them..thoughts of..sex..sleep..filling my mind..getting hard to..stay awake..my bra..full of dust..dust forming second skin over breasts..nipples cannot breathe..must escape.." moaned Ocelot Woman as she unwittingly removed her bra to reveal her large cream-coloured breasts and her brown nipples which were becoming sitiffer by the second. She turned on her heels in an attempt to get back to the front door.


More of the devious dust continued to pour out of the ceiling, trickling down ever so slightly on the naked chest of the Ocelot Woman. Indra's brown eyes grew heavier and heavier with sleep in the slits of her ocelot pelt mask. The hallway started to spin and movements of her long, muscular legs became increasingly sluggish as more of the strange dust covered her beauteaous breasts. Behind the mask of the omnipotent Ocelot Woman, university student Indra Changra was becoming increasingly powerless against forces she could not comprehend.


"Uuhunn..my nipples..feel like they are made of solid rock...strong thoughts..men..playing with my breasts..filling my mind..losing my ocelot strength..my..breasts..feel. so..very..very..sleepy..must resist..fight for justice.." sighed Indra as her head bobbed up and down between her huge breasts. "What have crooks done to me.. they..don't fight fair..my nipples..so dizzy..breasts so sleepy..turned on.. never felt this weak..I.. I..Uhunhh..." moaned the tired Ocelot Woman as her mighty legs gave way under her curvy waist as she collapsed to the dust covered floor and rolled on to her back.


Resting atop her long, thick brown hair, Ocelot Woman's head rolled from side to side. Her brown eyes dull and hazy in the slits of her ocelot pelt mask. The Guyanese superwoman' huge breasts rising and falling slowly as more of the strange dust covered them. Her shapely arms lay limp at her sides while her long, muscular legs glided back and forth along the dusty floor.


"You crooks..really know how to..ruin a superheroine's plans..your trap worked..never felt this..weak..this sleepy..you have captured me.." conceded the Ocelot Woman, knowing that her foes were close by. Her suspcions were confirmed by the sounds of heavy footfalls drawing closer to her fallen form. Student Indra Changra prepared herself to taste defeat for the first time in her new superheroine career as the Ocelot Woman of Guyana.


to be continued.