The Next Ocelot Woman in Breasts, Brains and Brawn

Albouystown, South Georgetown. Guyana
9 pm.

Under the cover of a moon less, cloud-filled sky...shapely silhouette sprinted across the rooftops of the low-income apartment buildings in this southern section of Guyana's capital city. Even in the pitch black darkness of nightfall..there was no doubt that this silhouette belonged to none other than the celebrated, sensuous champion of justice of Guyana..the OCELOT WOMAN. Hours earlier..she had been in her regular identity of 20 year-old policewoman Deanna Chan..a crackshot research officer assigned to the Guyana Police Force's intelligence unit..which was responsible for gathering and assessing data on criminal activities taking place in the country. Anyone who interacted with the young policewoman on a daily basis at Police Headquarters would never have linked her at all to the sexy Guyanese Amazon...based on the way her thick black hair was always tied in a bun and the baggy khaki police uniform she wore.

Now..her large, firm breasts..which increased in size every time she changed into superheroine mode...bobbed and swayed sensuously under her flimsy and translucent ocelot pelt leotard which did little to conceal her curvaceous and muscular brown body. Her erotic bare feet made no sound as she ran across the rooftops. Her long mane of glossy black hair flailing in the breeze as she ran. Her brown eyes glowing with steely determination in the slits of the thin ocelot pelt mask which stretched across the upper part of her beautiful face. Gold bracelets adorned her wrists. A golden belt..with a golden lasso attached to its left side..was wrapped around her small, curvy waist..while a gold anklet was tied inches above her left ankle.

Every now and then...Ocelot Woman flexed her large thighs and raised her slender muscled arms in the air as she lept from one rooftop to another..as she continued on to her destination. Each time she did that..the heroine felt a brief rush of cool night air against her large brown breasts and the puffy black nipples and areolas which capped their summits..as well as through the thick forest of black pubic hair that was nestled between her large thighs. As WPC Deanna Chan...the buxom masked heroine was able to obtain critical information about the crimes taking place in Guyana. Crimes which in some cases included officers of the law who may have strayed from the beaten path...as may be the case tonight.

Standing on the rooftop of one apartment building...the beauteous Superwoman of Guyana assumed a trademark heroine pose as she gave a quick scan of the surrounding area. Her hands rested lightly on either side of her small, curvy waist..her erotic bare feet were flat on the roof..her muscular legs slightly apart..and her huge bust..barely covered by her thin, translucent ocelot pelt leotard..was thrust forward.

Deanna's brown eyes narrowed in the slits of her ocelot pelt mask as she looked down at the playground below her at the figure of a man wearing a fedora hat and trenchcoat..carrying a heavily-laden black leather bag in his right hand. Those his face was partially hidden from view..Ocelot Woman knew who he was from the files she had studied as policewoman Deanna Chan.

"Sergeant Samson Sahadeo...alias 'Shotgun'...Ooohhh..this man really makes my Ocelot Nipples tingle.." thought the Guyanese Amazon as she watched him approach a group of six teenage hoodlums who were waiting on the basketball court for him. A veteran of the Police Narcotics Unit..with several major drug busts on his record...Deanna was more interested with another side to Shotgun's character which involved numerous claims that he was a dirty cop...and was in fact profitting from the very drug trade he had taken an oath to stop as a police officer. Ocelot Woman watched as bags containing cocaine and money were exchanged between Shotgun Sahadeo and the members of a local gang called the Wajangs.

"Chief of Police Karl Misawa thinks that Sahadeo is a dirty police officer..but no one has been able to get any proof of his wrong doing...I cannot get that as WPC Deanna Chan...but I can as Ocelot Woman!" she thought as she watched the transaction taking place before her eyes. Suddenly..the buxom masked heroine felt her puffy black nipples and areolas stiffen swiftly under her thin, translucent ocelot pelt leotard..warning her of imminent danger. Her brown eyes widened with alarm in the slits of her ocelot pelt mask as she saw glints of metal in the darkness. The gangsters reaching for their handguns while Sahadeo whipped out the sawed-off, double-barrelled shotgun that was his trademark weapon.

"This deal is collapsing quickly...Look like third party superheroine intervention is required!" resovled Ocelot Woman as she flexed her large thighs..lept off the rooftop and descended into the midst of the unfolding battle on the ground below her. "What the?!" growled Shotgun Sahadeo in shock and anger as the sexy Guyanese Amazon alighted on to the scene..driving the balls of her erotic bare feet hard into the centre of the chest of one gangster before he could fire his pistol. "You know who I am Sergeant Sahadeo!..I expect you to recognise me by name by now!" quipped Deanna as she used her momentum to smack a second gangster in the jaw with the ball of her erotic left foot.

Grabbing the left wrist of another Wajang gang member with her right hand before his could shoot his gun...Ocelot Woman hurled him backwards with a flick of her wrist against a nearby chain link fence..stunning him. Deanna felt her puffy black nipples and areolas tingle under her skimpy top..and then heard the cocking of Sahadeo's portable cannon. "End o the line punk!" snarled the cop as he aimed his shotgun at a fallen gangster. Spinning around... the gorgeous Guyanese superwoman kicked the weapon out of Sahadeo's hands and stood between him and the dazed gangster. The three who were still standing..turned tail and ran..as the sound of approaching police sirens filled the air. Sahadeo glared at the alluring Ocelot Woman as he picked up his fallen shotgun.

"You got nerve sticking your big tits into police business!" snarled Sahadeo as he faced the sexy Guyanese Amazon. "There is a difference between justice and murder Sergeant Sahadeo!..You were going to shoot an unarmed boy!...You will have to answer to the Police Inquiries Board for that..as well as whether you were authorised to use confiscated narcotics in exchange for money in this deal which I aborted here tonight!" quipped Ocelot Woman. Before Sahadeo could answer...Detective Tommy Misawa of the Major Crimes Unit and a group of five uniformed police officers rushed on to the basketball court to take charge of the situation.

"Ocelot Woman!..I heard chatter over the police radio that you were here..Is everything all right Princess?" asked Tommy as the police officers took possession of the drugs and cash..and arrested the three perps who were apprehended by the buxom masked beauty. "I am fine Detective..and I have told you not to call me that!" admonished Deanna as she assumed her trademark heroic pose in front of Sahadeo. Her hands balled into fists..resting lightly on either side of her small curvy waist.. her long muscular legs spread slightly apart..her erotic bare feet resting flat on the asphalt surface of the basketball court..her large firm bust pushed forward with confidence.

"I don't give a damn whether you are the Chief's son Misawa!!..You know you ain't got any jurisdiction here!..I was here on a legitimate bust!" growled Sahadeo. "Save your breath for the Inquiries Board Sahadeo!..You know Narcotics falls under Major Crimes!..I'll be filing a full report and it will include mention of Ocelot Woman's intervention...You know all too well her reputation as a crime fighter is beyond question...!" quipped Tommy in the heroine's defence. Silently Deanna was pleased that Tommy was backing her up but did her best to maintain his composure. Sahadeo glared at Ocelot Woman and at Tommy Misawa..knowing that he was not going to win this argument.

"You won this round Misawa...but ain't nobody running Shotgun Sahadeo out of town..and as for you Ocelot Chick...You're lucky your boyfriend got here in time to save ya...next time..it'll be just you and me..and you're gonna be in a world of pain!" snarled the narco cop before he stormed off. However as he left..a thin East Indian man wearing thick rimmed glasses..a faded windbreaker..slacks..worn leather shoes came rushing on to the basketball court snapping pictures with a camera..and headed straight for the two crimefighters. "Ocelot Woman!.. Andy Bougoo!...Pleasure Magazine!...A comment for our loyal readers on yet another crime thwarted by you tonight?" blurted the gossip magazine reporter as he pulled out a tape recorder and switched it on.

"Sorry Mr Bougoo...No comment..You can speak to Guyana's police officers here..They deserve the credit" replied Deanna as she raised her right hand to the annoying reporter. "Then maybe you what to tell our readers why you dress the way you do...You run around in next to nothing fighting criminals..
Are criminals distracted by your body?..How do you respond to rumors that you have been stripped naked in the line of duty?" pressed Bougoo. Before the sexy Guyanese Amazon could respond...Tommy stepped in. "That's enough Bougoo!..Guyana owes Ocelot Woman a debt which can never be repaid..She's been instrumental in fighting crime in Guyana..protecting innocent people and bringing the perpetrators to justice!" said Tommy.

Deanna used that window of opportunity to mentally summon her mystic-powered Oce Jet which hovered over the basketball court. Flexing her large thighs...Ocelot Woman lept on to the starboard wing of her plane..climbed into the cockpit and flew away into the night sky. "Plane...Home...We have had enough excitement for one night..." instructed the curvaceous crusader. "By your command Mistress" replied the Oce Jet as the auto pilot was engaged. "How dare that creep Bougoo talk about my costume!
..I am proud of my strength and femininity!" thought Ocelot Woman to herself. However the reporter's words lingered in her mind.

One week later.
Police Headquarters, Central Georgetown.
11 am.

Sergeant Samson Sahadeo emerged from the hearing room of the Police Inquiries Board with a scowl plastered on his face and stormed down the corridor..heading towards the parking lot. The Board had just ruled on the incident at the playground in Albouystown..against him. Thanks to Tommy Misawa's report..the Board concluded that there were sufficient grounds to warrant a further inquiry into Sahadeo's conduct as a police officer. Pending the outcome of that inquiry...Sahadeo was suspended from duty without pay.

WPC Deanna Chan watched the tough rogue cop march out of the building..brushing past several police officers and civilians on the way. "Ohhh...Sergeant Sahadeo is making my Ocelot Nipples tingle..the Board ordered his suspension..but my recall of his files don't suggest that he's going to be cooperate with the ruling of the Board or the investigation into his conduct...He is clearly up to something..and whatever it is..it's not something good...if he really is on the take...a police officer like him would be a prime target for this new criminal organisation called The Cartel..." thought Deanna. "Olaf Swenson and those crooks who drugged me couldn't provide Tommy with any clear leads as to who The Cartel is..I had intended to spend a quiet evening at home..catching up on my reading..but it looks like instead I'm going to be checking up on Shotgun Sahadeo as Ocelot Woman!" resolved the young policewoman.who
was silently pleased to have the chance to be wearing her ocelot pelts again.

Stabroek Market waterfront. West Georgetown.
10 pm.

It was a regular night at Dinky's Bar. Cigarette smoke filled the air along with the aroma of stale beer and rum as its patrons...an assortment of hustlers and other petty felons who found themselves in and out of jail on a regular basis..spent their nights...gambling, drinking and shooting pool. However this night was different that all other nights before..and for future nights to come..as Ocelot Woman strolled boldly into its smoke filled interior. The way her large brown breasts swayed sexily from side to side under her flimsy ocelot pelt leotard as she walked through the bar..caught the attention of the patrons. The men drooling..while the women were jealous as they watched every perfect curve on her muscular brown body on display as she walked towards the pool tables.

The bartender stood rooted to the spot behind the bar as he watched the sexy Guyanese Amazon approach one pool table in particular where a regular named Pryor Beharry was preparing to take his cue shot. "I am looking for Mr Prior Beharry..." said Deanna as she assumed her trademark heroic pose which caught even more attention from other patrons. Her hands balled into fists..resting lightly on either side of her small curvy waist..her long muscular legs slightly apart and the massive mounds of her huge chest thrust forward. "That's me!..Who's asking?" snarled Pryor as he turned round to face the buxom masked beauty. "My name is Ocelot Woman..I am a superheroine by profession..I understand that you have regular dealings with a police officer named Shotgun Sahadeo..That you are his middleman..I want you to tell me where he is tonight.." declared the sexy Guyanese Amazon.

Beharry looked at the curvaceous crimefighter..especially her large brown breasts barely concealed by her thin translucent ocelot pelt leotard and grinned. "I ain't telling you nothing!" snarled the hustler. At that moment..Beharry saw the heroine's famous puffy black nipples and areolas..shoot to attention under the flimsy fabric of her skimpy top. With uncanny speed...Ocelot Woman dodged the lunge of a hustler from behind and he plowed straight into Beharry..knocking themselves flat on top of the pool table.
Another hustler pulled a knife and lunged at the beauteous Superwoman of Guyana who blocked the attack with the gold bracelet on his left wrist..countering swiftly with a right hand karate chop to the throat.

Spinning around..Deanna drove the ball of her erotic right foot decisively into the flabby gut of another hustler who tried to hit her from behind with a pool stick. Seeing the fighting prowess of the sexy Guyanese Amazon and not wanting to incur her wrath...the bartender and the other patrons ran out of the bar and vanished into the night. Pulling the dazed hustler off of Beharry..Ocelot Woman hauled him up by his shirt collar and then slipped a loop of her golden lasso around him. "Now Mr Beharry..Let us try this conversation again...Tell me where is Sergeant Samson Sahadeo..?" asked the buxom masked heroine as the Amerindian magic in her lasso took effect over Pryor Beharry

Scrapyard. Stabroek Waterfront.
11 pm.

Disgraced police officer Sergeant Samson "Shotgun" Sahadeo made his way through the maze of rusty old cars and trucks in this abandoned junkyard. He was wearing his trademark fedora and trenchcoat..with his sawed-off shotgun hidden beneath his coat..ready for action if need be. In his right hand..he was carrying a large leather guitar case which seemed to be packed to capacity with a commodity that he was eager to sell. As he reached a designated point in the middle of the scrapyard..two men wearing expensive business suits which one would not associate with this kind of location..stepped out of the shadows to meet him.

"Sergeant Sahadeo...You're on time...The Cartel appreciates punctuality from those who it wishes to conduct business with..." said one of the men in the suits. "Yeah..Yeah..I ain't much for fancy talk but action's where I'm coming from...If you got the cash...I have the stash..So let's do some business here!" growled Shotgun impatiently as he showed the guitar case..which was laden with cocaine to the agents of The Cartel. However before the transaction could go any further..the expensively attired representatives of the secret criminal organisation were startled by the sudden appearance of a shapely silhouette leaping over the car wrecks behind Sahadeo with consumate ease...the full moon shining above in all its heavenly glory.

They made out the distinctive curves of the figure descending towards them.. and realising who it was...the Cartel agents beat a hasty retreat in the direction from which they had come. The renegade cop turned around to see the beauteous and busty Ocelot Woman alight to the ground in front of him on the balls of her erotic bare feet. "I prefer the saying which goes..do the crime..do the time..What is you opinion on the matter Sergeant Sahadeo?!" quipped Deanna as she raised her slender muscled arms and spread her long muscular legs slightly apart as she confronted the taller, built rogue cop who was less than happy to see her.

"You?!...I warned you Ocelot Chickie!!..The next time I met you..It would be just you and me..and you'd be in a world of pain!!" snarled Sahadeo as he swung the guitar case with all his might at the gorgeous Guyanese superwoman who used her feline agility to easily evade his clumsy attack. "Ugghh!!" groaned Shotgun Sahadeo as Ocelot Woman drove the ball of her erotic left foot hard into his gut..sending the cocaine guitar case flying through the air..landing amongst some car wrecks several feet away from where they were standing. Enraged...the renegade policeman reached under his trenchcoat and pulled out his sawed off shotgun. Raising her slender muscled arms above her head...the sexy Guyanese Amazon somersaulted towards him.

"Unngghhh!!!" groaned Shotgun as the balls of Deanna's erotic bare feet were planted hard in the middle of his chest. The force of impact sent his cannon of a gun...flying in one direction..while he went hurtling in another direction..sailing straight through the front of a nearby car wreck..knocking off the old rusty door on the driver's side..before rolling along the ground on the other side. The big brown breasts of the mighty Ocelot Woman swayed sensuously from side to side as she sprinted towards the car wreck. She was determined to end this fight quickly and get Sahadeo to confess to his criminal activities. "Give up Sergeant Sahadeo!!...Once I crawl through this old car wreck to get to you...I am going to take you straight to Police Headquarters!..I am going to take you directly to the Chief of Police to answer for your crimes!!" declared the gorgeous Guyanese superwoman as she eased her way slowly through the decaying interior of the car wreck.

However overconfident in the belief that her super powers as the Ocelot Woman would allow her to easily prevail over any foe...young policewoman Deanna Chan unwittingly turned the tide of the battle in favour of the tough rogue cop that was Sergeant Samson "Shotgun" Sahadeo. As she eased her curvaceous and muscular brown body through the old rusty car wreck... the enraged veteran policeman picked up the old rusty car door which he had knocked off its hinges when Ocelot Woman had used her incredible strength to kick him through the car wreck. "Guess I should give up..but where are my manners...Let me get the door for you...Ocelot Chickie!!! growled Sahadeo as he raised the old door high above his head as the buxom masked beauty emerged from the decaying interior of the car.

"Eh?!!..My Ocelot Nipples!!..They are tingling so intensely!!..Oh no!!..I have allowed myself to become complacent!!...I made the wrong choice to climb through that car wreck...it has slowed me down...No time to act!!..I have to take my punishment for my mistake!!!" cried Deanna in obvious panic. "This'll
shut your yap ya big boobed Super Slut!!" yelled Shotgun Sahadeo as he brought the large iron car door crashing down smashing down upon the large brown mounds of the sexy Guyanese Amazon' awesome chest with all his might. "UUUUNNNHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!" agreed Ocelot Woman as pain exploded throughout her large brown breasts with crippling force. The wind was effectively knocked out of Deanna's super-powered sails..as she fell dazed and disoriented against the frame of the old car.

However Shotgun Sahadeo was not finished there as he dropped the door to the ground. In his leather gloved hands...the rogue cop scraped off thick particles of iron rust from the door and rubbed his hands together to grind them into a fine dust. Stunned by the sheer brute strength of the renegade policeman's attack...Ocelot Woman could do nothing he stepped in front of her...slipped his hands under her flimsy ocelot pelt leotard..and started to rub them over the smooth and tender flesh of her big brown breasts.
"Oooohhhhh!!!!..Rusty iron!!!..Uuunnnhhhhh!!!!..You are rubbing it all over my Ocelot Breasts!!!. You are really teaching me a lesson Sergeant!!!...Rust particles...getting stuck in my Ocelot Nipples!!!..Ooohhhh!!
..Aaahhh!!!..Uuuhhh!!!!..Uuuhhh!!!!..Feeling..so sick...so dizzy...I cannot..move!!!!" complained Deanna as Shotgun Sahadeo dished out his punishment to her for her interference.

To be continued