Tiger Claw in Captive of The Joystick

Bangkok,Thailand. 6 pm.


Attorney Ginger Davis used her handkerchief to mop her sweaty brow as she climbed out of an old taxi cab in the crowded streets in the southern part of the city. It was monsoon season in Southeast Asia and although it was twilight...the unbelievable humidity was making Ginger' sweat This caused her white blouse, black jacket and grey skirt..that just covered her knees..to feel like velcro against her skin. At age 35, Ginger was not an unattractive woman..but for some reason..her family..and her colleagues at the Denver-based law firm of Justice International Inc...wondered why she never dated any man. Ginger always said she didn't have time for anything except work...and this in part led her to become one of Justice International's top legal troubleshooters..being sent around the world to handle the company's many legal briefs. Her presence here in Bangkok...was one of the many assignments entrusted to her expert care.



Ginger adjusted her black rimmed designer glasses on her face. Her sapphire blue eyes glancing from side to side..as some of the locals eyed her suspiciously as she stepped out of the cab. The lady lawyer was 5' 11 tall and had thick red hair with golden highlights..tied into a bun. With her briefcase in her right hand...Ginger brushed back a loose strand of hair and walked briskly into the old, dingy building..which had a sign O'Brian Pharmaceuticals...directly in front of her. Company CEO.. Kevin O'Brian was a bundle of nerves in his office..sweating bullets...when he heard the sound of the heels of Ginger's plain black pumps..approaching. "Mr O'Brian I presume...My name is Ginger Davis..I'm an attorney for Justice International...Your office in Tokyo contacted us about some kind of legal problems that you're having here..." said Ginger as she entered his office..dispensing with formalities and getting straight to the point.



"Well..there's no use hiding it..." said the portly O'Brian in a dejected tone as he rose from his chair and ushered Ginger out another door. The lady lawyer found herself on an elevated concrete walkway..overlooking what should have been a busy assembly line for packaging pharmaceuticals. The only thing was the factory floor was devoid of workers and its machinery looked like it had been idle for weeks. "I don't understand Mr O'Brian...Two weeks ago..Your company had one of the most active distribution networks in Southeast Asia..delivering life-saving medicines to many hospitals..in the region.." said Ginger. "That was until...Tong Po...a local business magnate boss..started intimidating my workers...threatening to kill them... if they reported for work..." said O'Brian in a defeated tone of voice. "What about the police?...Have you reported these threats to them? asked Ginger.



"Won't do any good...my workers said the local cops are in Tong Po's pocket..and he's got links to organized crime...If I don't make the next shipment by month end...I'm out of business.." said the American businessman sadly. "Don't worry Mr O'Brian..I will do everything I can to see to it that your company meets its quota..." said Ginger. However as she left the building 15 minutes later...the lady lawyer had no idea exactly how she could help Kevin O'Brian. "Nice going Ginger...You might have just found the case that you can't win...a Thai crime kingpin..backed up by a corrupt Thai police officer..without any hard evidence against this Tong Po...It will be difficult to convince the local authorities to arrest him..provide Mr O'Brian with some kind of security..to get him back in business..." thought Ginger as she walked through the crowded streets of Bangkok..without direction. Suddenly..the American lady attorney..found herself confronted by an old Thai woman.



"Your mind is very troubled Ginger Davis...You seek answers..." said the old woman who seemed to be some kind of Buddhist. "How?..How did you know my name??..Who are you??" asked Ginger who was taken completely off guard by the woman's words. "That matters not child...The Spirit of the Tiger Goddess has found you worthy...You shall be her champion..." replied the old woman who placed a silk pouch in the palm of Ginger's left hand. Ginger's blue eyes blinked for just a second...and to her amazement..the old woman was gone and she was standing alone in the busy street. Stepping into a nearby side street...the lady lawyer checked to ensure that she was alone..before she set down her briefcase and reached into the silk pouch. "Oh my God...!" gasped Ginger as she extracted a pair of gold bracelets from the pouch. Examining the bracelets closely..she noticed that each one bore the face of a roaring tiger's head on it.



Ginger removed her glasses as she stared at the strange gold bracelets..given to her by the mysterious old Thai woman..who had known her name. "I..I don't know what's coming over me..but some force is compelling me to put these bracelets on..I must obey it.." said Ginger as she slipped one bracelet on to her left wrist and the other on to her right wrist. What happened next..took the 35-year old, plain jane attorney completely by surprise. Ginger was engulfed in a brilliant aura of golden light...and she heard the thunderous roar of a tiger echoing through her head. "What's happening to me..?!..I feel myself changing...Getting..taller..stronger..sexier..." said the lady lawyer as she felt her body undergoing a startling metamorphosis. By the time the light faded...Ginger stood in awe of the results of that change.



She had grown to nearly seven feet in height. Her hair had turned reddish gold..cascading like a waterfall from the top of her head..on to her broad shoulders and down to the middle of her back. Her skin had assumed a healthly golden tan. She was amazed that her body was somehow powerfully muscular but sexily feminine at the same time. Her arms, legs and abdomen were toned...while her breasts seemed to have grown larger, firmer and rounder. Ginger was even more amazed as she noticed that her clothes were gone..replaced by something which she ordinarily would not have worn. A one piece, translucent outfit..fashioned from a tiger's pelt..barely covered her amazing upper body. It was open in the front..from the space between her huge, firm cleavage to just below her navel..inches above her secret spot..where she saw swirls of reddish gold pubic hair peeking out along the borders of the panty portion of her attire..between her large thighs.



Ginger's enhanced breasts were barely covered by the upper part of her attire...which was fastened to a gold tiger face clip just behind her neck..hidden by her long mane of reddish gold hair. The gold bracelets gleamed proudly on each of her wrists. Her hands felt unusually strong. Her fingernails were polished, claw-like and razor sharp. The same could be said of Ginger's feet which were bare but felt amazingly strong. Her toenails were similarly polished, claw-like and razor sharp. Reaching up to her face..Ginger discovered that a tiger pelt mask stretched across the upper part of her face. Her blue eyes glowing with steely determination in the slits of the mask. "I've never felt..so strong..so sexy..so free..those bracelets have some kind of magic power..I now have the power to do what I can't as attorney Ginger Davis..as TIGER CLAW!!!!" declared former attorney turned masked superwoman.



After concealing her briefcase...Tiger Claw flexed her mighty thighs..leaping like a cat towards a nearby rooftop. Her huge bust bobbing sensuously within the tight confines of her translucent tiger pelt outfit..with every stride of her long shapely legs..and impact of the soles of her erotic bare feet...the American Tigress raced across the rooftops of Bangkok..heading back towards the O'Brian's Pharmaceuticals building. Alightly to the roof of that building... silently on the balls of her sexy bare feet..Ginger's super hearing detected the sounds of a fight taking place within the building. Leaping with uncanny agility down a fire escape...Tiger Claw entered via an open window. Her blue eyes blazed with anger in the slits of her tiger pelt mask..as she saw two Thai men using Kevin O'Brian as a punching bag..while another three were thrashing what was left of the factory's assembly line.



Without a second thought..the heroine's warrior instinct's kicked in..and she sprung into action. One of the thugs pummeling O'Brian looked up and his vision was blotted out by the sole of Tiger Claw Woman's erotic right foot..before it made contact. The thug groaned in pain and slumped to the ground..unconscious. Tiger Claw grabbed the other thug by his shirt collar. Kevin O'Brian..despite his injuries..watched in awe as his masked guardian angel...effortlessly tossed this thug through the air. He groaned as he slammed hard against a wall ten feet away and slumped to the floor in a heap. This brought the other three thugs running towards Tiger Claw ..who raised her arms and spread her legs slightly apart in a fighting stance. Locking her bracelets together...Ginger blocked the sledgehammer strike of one thug.

Distracted by looking at her large breasts..he left himself open as the heroine grabbed his wrists..and flung him over his shoulder to the floor..knocking the wind out of him. Leaping forward..Ginger extended her left leg..driving the ball of her erotic left foot hard into the second thug's gut before he could fire his gun. The last thug turned tail and ran out of the factory. Within minutes..Tiger Claw had tied up the other four thugs with chains and walked over to the dazed..but standing Kevin O'Brian. "That..that was amazing..Who..who...?" gasped the businessman. O' Brian was as much awed by the masked superwoman's fighting abilities as he was by her massive breasts..that were inches away from him. Ginger saw him watching her super bust..but felt slightly pleased that he was.

"You can call me Tiger Claw ...Rest assured Mr O'Brian..Ginger Davis will get you the legal protection that you need...Once these gentlement decide to testify against their employer..Tong Po..." replied the American Tigress as she glared at the captive thugs. "Yes..Yes..Masked Woman right..We tell truth!" blurted the four thugs in unison.

Denver, Colorado.
Two days later.
Noon.

Ginger Davis unlocked the door to her penthouse apartment in the heart of the city's commercial and residential centre. As she placed her suitcases in the closet in the hallway..Ginger kicked off her shoes and walked barefoot into her bedroom. She was clad once more in one of her boring business suits..wearing her glasses..and her red hair with gold highlights was tied up in a ponytail. The evidence provided by the four Thai hoodlums convinced a local judge to order a police investigation into some of Tong Po's business holdings. This gave O'Brian Pharmaceuticals the lifeline it needed and it was able to get back into business. Ginger smiled to herself..having achieved another legal success. However she knew that the real success lay in the pair of gold bracelets..which now allowed her to become Tiger Claw...giving her power and freedom she never knew possible.



Ginger stood in front of her full length bedroom mirror and removed her glasses. She could almost see her image as Tiger Claw . "Those bracelets have changed my life forever..Now I'll have to find a way to figure out how to be an attorney and a superheroine at the same time..." thought the lady lawyer. Just then..Ginger heard her bedroom phone ring and she reached for the receiver. "Hello.." said Ginger. "Hey sis...I'm glad you're back..." replied Jack Davis...Ginger's big brother and an FBI agent..on the other end of the phone. "Hi Jack...I'm very happy to be home..." replied Ginger. "Ginger...I need to see you right away...It's Diana Lane.." said the FBI agent in a grim tone. Diana Lane was a businesswoman..and a close friend of Ginger and Jack. "I'll be at your office in ten minutes..." replied Ginger.

Denver.
Western suburbs.
1 pm.

Ginger and Jack Davis were seated in Diana Lane's living room as she served them coffee and confessed her troubles to them..about her 16-year old daughter Candy. "She's always been such a good girl.. doing well in school..on the cheerleading team..." sobbed Diana as she clutched a picture of her brunette-haired daughter to her chest. "Candy's a good daughter Diana..You've done a great job...You must'nt blame yourself..." said Ginger as she sat next to Diana..placing her left hand on her friend's shoulder. "But I do..If I wasn't away all the time..I'd have been able to keep her under control...and she never would have joined the Crush...a lot of other young girls from Candy's high school are there too.." lamented Diana. "The Crush?" asked Ginger. "It's a semi-professional football team..owned by billionaire playboy Matt Marshall...and coached by the former NFL all-star player..Mills Weston.." said Jack as he handed Ginger a copy of Sports Illustrated.

On the cover, were the blonde and athletically built Matt Marshall in one of his business suits and the less fashionably attired, balding and stocky Weston. Ginger felt tired as her nipples harden slightly under her blouse but she shrugged off the feeling."Yes I remember...Marshall bought over Sherman Field and turned it into a stadium for the Crush...gave the whole team luxury apartments in his Marshall Towers Complex downtown..." said Ginger. "Yes..Candy hooked up with Charlie Cable.. the team's quarteback..and moved in with him..Something bad is happening to her..Ginger..Jack..I need your help..." pleaded Diana. "Marshall has been accused of fraud and marketing illegal steroid..but the Bureau can't arrest him without any hard evidence..and it doesn't seem that Candy is being held against her will.." said Jack. "But I'll explore all the legal avenues we have to see if I can get a court order..to bring Candy back home and keep her away from the Crush until we can figure out what is all about..." added Ginger.

Denver District Court. Three days later.

Ginger Davis met Judge Arthur Gold in his private chambers following an unsuccessful hearing before him to get court order. Marshall hired a battery of attorneys who convinced Williams that the Crush was not to blame for Candy Lane and the other teenage girls leaving home. They even provided written statements from all of the girls..blaming their parents and saying theu were happy working for the sem-pro team as cheerleaders. Testifying before Williams..Coach Weston defended his players..saying they had nothing to apologise for and the court proceedings were jeopardising the Crush's chance for promotion to the Pro League. Ginger knew she could not win that argument because Marshall had lots of corporate big wigs in Denver in his corner.

"I can't believe that you won't hear this matter on appeal Your Honour..." said Ginger in a frustrated tone to Williams. The 60-year old judge removed his robes and donned his jacket. "I'm sorry Miss Davis..but until you can bring me some compelling evidence...then my ruling stands.." replied Judge Gold with a shrug of his shoulders. As she left the courthouse, Ginger knew exactly what she had to do. "Maybe attorney Ginger Davis is powerless...but not Tiger Claw...!" thought the lady lawyer as she got into her car and headed for home. A plan was forming in her mind.

Crush building. Downtown Denver. 9 pm.

Running swiftly over the rooftops of the city...unnoticed by the people in the street people.... Tiger Claw made her way undetected to the ten storey high rise that served as the corporate centre for the Crush football team. Landing silently on the balls of her erotic bare feet in an alley behind the building...the American Tigress used her claw-like fingernails to pick the lock on a service entrance and slip inside the building. Having checked the building's floor plan on the Internet before changing into her sexy, super-powered alter-ego...Ginger raced swiftly and stealthily up the stairwell towards the sixth floor...where Coach Weston's office was located. Moving with uncanny agility..through the dimly-lit corridors..Tiger Claw was able to evade the security cameras and make it to Coach Weston's office. The heroine used her razor-sharp fingernails to pry open the door to the coach's office.

Her heightened vision allowed Ginger to see clearly in the dark as she searched for the evidence needed to return Candy Lane to her mother..and the other teenage girls to their families. After checking the filing cabinets with no success...Tiger Claw turned her attention to documents on the coach's desk. Standing over the document-covered desk...the American Tigress began to leaf through the documents..one at a time. The documents she found were player's schedules, travel arrangements for games and lists of fundraiser events for the team. Ginger's nightly escapade as Tiger Claw seemed to be in vain..until she laid her hands on a folder containing the team's medical documents. Her blue eyes widened in the slits of her tiger pelt mask at what she saw in the documents.

"These documents suggest that Coach Weston is using modified steroids to strenghten his players. The test results of the steroid also seem to suggest that the drugs could be used to establish some kind of sexual control over women.This could be what I'm looking for.." thought Tiger Claw as she pulled out a micro-camera from her left gold bracelet and started to shoot pictures of each document. Ginger thought that an medical analysis of these documents would provide enough of an argument to Judge Gold to reopen the case for a court order to keep the Crush away from Candy Lane. The buxom avenger was so wrapped up in her thoughts that she did not sense movement outside of the Coach's office.

Tiger Claw halted her covert activity and looked up from the desk..as the lights in the coach's office were switched on. The sexy American Tigress saw five burly football players from the Crush standing in front of her..blocking her only exit. The players..all in their 20's...were visibly surprised as they gazed upon the masked superwoman. They could not get over her incredible body that was barely contained in her one-piece translucent tiger pelt costume...especially her large, round, firm breasts. "Hey!..Who are you bitch??!!..What you doing in the coach's office?!!" snarled a Black player. "My name is Tiger Claw gentlemen!..Now stand aside..before I have to get tough with you..." warned the heroine..putting away the micro-camera..and tensing the muscles of her shapely body for action.

"Screw you bitch!!" snarled the Negro player as he rushed towards the buxom avenger. Placing the palms of her hands flat on the top of the coach's desk...Tiger Claw flipped over the desk..planting the balls of her sexy bare feet squarely in the center of the black player's broad chest. "Unnnh!!" groaned the Negro player as he went crashing to the floor. As she landed on the balls of her erotic bare feet...Tiger Claw sent another player flying against a nearby wall with a right fist to the jaw. Skillfully evading the lunge of another football player...Ginger sent him to the floor with a left handed karate chop to the back of his neck. Spinning around...the American Tigress..extended her shapely right leg. "Uffff!!!" grunted another football player as the ball of Tiger Claw's erotic right foot nailed him in the gut..sending him crashing atop a nearby coffee table which collapsed under his weight.

The fifth football player lunged at the American Tigress..who evaded him and countered by planting the ball of her erotic left foot directly into the centre of his back. The player grunted as staggered forward and landed atop Coach Weston's desk. Made of polished pine with reinforced steel..the desk did not collapse under his weight. However to Tiger Claw's amazement...the players' shook off her earlier attacks and came at her again. "It must be the effects of the steroids......... enhancing the strength and stamina of the players...but they are no match for my super powers..I better dispense with them quickly before the fight attracts any more attention and someone calls the police..." thought Ginger as she squared off against the football players again. Grabbing the wrists of a lunging football player with both hands...Tiger Claw flung him hard against a nearby wall.

As the busty heroine turned around...a second football player moved towards her...and drove his right fist hard into her toned abdomen. "Offhhhh!!" said Ginger..doubled over by the force of his punch to her mid-section. Her shapely arms extended. Her face covered by her long mane of reddish gold hair. Thinking he had the American Tigress on the ropes..the player delayed in delivering a second punch. This proved to be a costly mistake..as Tiger Claw ..shook off his initial attack..countering with a savage left uppercut to the jaw that sent the player flying through the air and landing hard on the floor. Ginger's super large bust..bobbed suggestively in the confines of her one-piece tiger pelt costume as she sauntered towards another player. He caught a glimpse of some swirls of the heroine's reddish gold pubic hairs between her massive thighs..before his vision was blotted out by the ball of her erotic left foot..and he saw stars after that.

A rapid flurry of jabs from Tiger Claw sent two other football players..crashing against a wall and to the floor respectively...as they charged towards her..intent on taking her out. "These football players are tough..stronger than the usual athlete...With the pictures I took on the micro-camera..I should be able to convince Judge Gold to get that court order to get Candy back to her mother!" thought Ginger as she looked at the four dazed football players on the office floor in front of her as she prepared to leave. Unfortunately for the American Tigress..her arithmetic was off..as she had forgotten about the black football player who had taunted her when she was discovered in Coach Weston's office. He succeeded in sneaking up behind Tiger Claw Woman..slipping his muscular arms under the heroine's shapely raised arms...and clamped his huge hands over the massive mounds of her amazing chest.

"Uuunnnhhh!!!" cried the startled heroine as she was lifted off her erotic bare feet ..her curvaceous body pressing against the player's large frame...her long, shapely legs kicking wildly in the air. "I gotcha now super bitch!" snarled the player as he applied the pressure to the huge chest of the American Tigress. The player's coarse thumbs rubbing the heroine's's nipples..through the thin tiger pelt fabric of her costume as she writhed within his grasp. "Ooohhhh!!!...Stop that!..You're arousing my Tiger Claw Nipples!..Ooohhhh..Thoughts of sex in my head..getting tired..." confessed Ginger as a sudden wave of dizziness and fatigue filled her head and her big breasts. Another player rushed forward to help..but was knocked back down and out by the flailing movement of the heroine's erotic bare feet. "Can't handle the rough stuff huh bitch?!!" snarled the black football player as he continued to squeeze Ginger's breasts..while stroking her nipples with his thumbs.

"Ooooo!!!!..Ahahhhh!!!!...Uuunnhhhh!!!..Uuuhuhhhh!!!" moaned Tiger Claw as she wiggled desperatelly to free herself..not from the bonecrushing grip on her breasts..but the powerfully erotic attack that was making her nipples become harder than concrete under the thin tiger pelt fabric of her costume. Ginger's head began to spin and her blue eyes grew heavy in the slits of her tiger pelt mask...as every brush of the player's thumbs over her tits..filled her head with images of men touching her breasts..teasing her nipples into erotic nirvana. Tiger Claw's hands gripped the hands of her attacker as she tried to free herself and she continued to kick her long legs in the air in an attempt to get some kind of leverage.

"Oooahhhhh...Getting hard to think...My Tiger Claw Nipples..never been handled like this...Tiger Claw Breasts..getting weak...Losing my Tiger Claw Strength...Feeling..sooo sexxy....I want to black out..No!...Got to stay conscious!.." moaned Ginger as the movements of her curvaceous and muscular body began to slow within the grips of the football player. Her long legs fell limp below her small, curvy waist. Her erotic bare feet resting flat on the polished, tile floor of Coach Weston's office. "Uuhhhh...Your hands...Uuhhhh..so strong against my Tiger Claw Breasts...Your fingers...hypnotising my Tiger Claw Nipples...Ooohhhh...Passing out...No escape..." cooed the American Tigress as her head sagged between her amazing cleavage. "Lights out super bitch..." grinned the black football player..relaxing his hold on the buxom avenger's huge chest..thinking she was out of it.

That proven to be a mistake as Tiger Claw flexed her shapely arms..breaking his hold on her. Whirling around with unbelievable speed..the buxom superwoman..dealt the black football player a double-handed karate chop on either side of his head. "Owwhhhh!!!" groaned the player as he fell to his knees in front of the American Tigress..and then to the floor..unconscious at her erotic bare feet. "Uuhunn...I don't know why I could'nt escape when that creep had his hands on my breasts..It was almost like I wanted him to knock me out...Have to figure that out later..Better get out of here while they're still down..." thought Ginger as she stepped over the fallen forms of the five football players and sprinted towards the partially opened door of Coach Weston's office. The defeated football players had proven to be the sternest test to Ginger's ablities as Tiger Claw.

As she approached the doorway...Tiger Claw's only thought at that moment..was to get out of the Crush building with the evidence she needed to help Diana Lane get her daughter Candy back. Distracted by her thoughts...the busty American Tigress did not sense the presence of a figure waiting just outside the door of Coach Weston's office. Alerted by the sounds of a ruckus within the coach's office...an old security guard had come to investigate. Seeing the outline of Tiger Claw's curvaceous and muscular body through the stained glass walls of the office..as she approached the door. The guard had sufficient time to prepare for the unsupecting heroine.

As Tiger Claw ran out of the coach's office and entered the still darkened corridor..the guard sprang into action...pulling out his nightstick. "Uuunhhhh!!!!" cried Ginger as the guard brought his weapon crashing down hard atop her large, firm breasts...which shuddered from the blunt force trauma of the unexpected attack. Her nipples still slightly aroused from the football player's grip...became harder from the contact with the guard's nightstick. The sexy American Tigress staggered backwards..her huge breasts bobbing painfully from the powerful blow to her amazing chest. "Uuhh!!" groaned Tiger Claw as she tripped over the body of an unconscious football player and landed hard on her back to the floor.


"Uunghhhh..Tiger Claw Breasts...hurt..feel so dizzy..must escape..." said the dazed, buxom heroine as shes started to raise her curvaceous body off the floor of Coach Weston's office. "Not a chance of that missy!!" snarled the old security guard as he hovered menacingly over the seemingly unstoppable Tiger Claw ..with his nightstick raised high over his head. "Uuunnhuhhhhhh!!!!!" replied the sensuous American Tigress..as the guard clubbed her in the bust..with all the force he could muster. Ginger fell flat on her back. Her shapely arms limp at her sides. Her long, shapely legs..spread wide apart beneath her small curvy waist..her erotic bare feet angled away from each other. Pillowed by her thick mane of reddish gold hair... Tiger Claw Woman's head rolled from side to side. Her blue eyes fluttering in the slits of her tiger pelt mask as the guard hovered menancingly over her..with his nightstick raised high over his head.

Not wanting to take any chances with the masked superwoman...the security guard brought his nightstick down hard atop Ginger's huge breasts as they rose painfully within the confines of her thin, tight, one-piece tiger pelt atire. "Uuuhunhhhhhh..!!!" moaned Tiger Claw as contact from the nightstick...and waves of pain were unleashed within her beauteous breasts. "You hurt those boys...I ain't taking no chances with you lady..no false moves before the cops get here...!" warned the guard who was poised to strike the American Tigress in the chest again with his weapon if she tried anything. The busty heroine put his fears to rest. "Uunuhhhhh...Tiger Claw Breasts...hurt..never felt so much pain...Ooooohhhh...My Tiger Claw Nipples...feel as hard as rocks... thoughts of men...'touching my breasts...fondling my nipples...in my head...making me feel so sexy.. getting so tired...so hard..to stay awake..." confessed Ginger as she felt her senses slipping towards the realm of unconsciousness.



to be continued.