Ocelot Girl in Power of the Rock

Emitting a high note, teenage rock singing phenomenon Neal Amore ended his performance at the New Amsterdam concert hall and had the assembled teens screaming for more. As he took his bows and made his way off stage, his manager Burt Allcort and publicist Bridget Nelson exchanged looks.


"This kid has got real potential..A real gift" Nelson stated. "Yeah..I've noticed it too..These kids do anything he says when he sings it..Just think what we can do with that" Allcort said as a sinister smile crossed his face. "Then it seems we've got to make sure 'our boy' nurtures his talent.." Nelson added.


"Hey was I hot or what!" Amore boasted as he sauntered up to his handlers. "Neal my boy..You had them eating right out of your hands!" Allcort said as he patted the singer on his back. "Yeah..Don't know what it is..but those kids real dig want I sing" Amore added. His manager calmly lit his cigar. "Son..I think it's time we discussed tapping your full potential" Allcort added with a sinister smile.


Two weeks later, Vicki Singh came running up to her best friend Kim Parmasar as classes at Charity High School finished for the day. "Hey Vicki where's the fire?" Kim joked. "I can't believe he's coming here..Neal Amore..He is so hot!" Vicki cried as she showed Kim a flyer of Amore's concert in Charity in two days time.



"Oh that..I wasn't really thinking about that..Besides, I don't think he's that much of a big deal" Kim replied as she studied the flyer. "Oh come on Kim..You should really listen to this guy's CD..I've been and it's a real turn on.." Vicki babbled excitedly. "I can see that.." Kim replied, observing her friend's buoyant behaviour.



Suddenly, she felt her nipples rise under her shirt. "Uh..Sorry to cut you off Vicki..but.." Kim began. "It's okay sweetie..I'll see you later" Vicki replied knowingly. "Thanks" Kim said gratefully as she turned and dashed down a side street. After finding a secluded spot, the teenage girl began to spin and initiate a unique transformation.


Her school uniform was slowly replaced by a strapless ocelot pelt bra and panties which showed off most of her tall, athletic and sensuous frame. Gold bracelets appeared on her wrists, followed by an ocelot pelt mask over her dark brown eyes to conceal Kim Parmasar's identity behind that of teen crime-fighting sensation, Ocelot Girl.


Within minutes, the sexy she-cat was aboard her Oce-Cycle heading towards the scene of the crime. Her hands firmly gripped the handles of the mystic motorcycle while her powerful legs hugged the sides. Her long black hair flowed behind her in the breeze as Ocelot Girl rounded a corner and came upon a group of teenage boys vandalising a grocery store.



Bringing her bike to a screeching halt, the teen tiger cat ran into the store. "That's enough!" she declared, grabbing one boy by his shirt collar and flinging him against a wall. "Let's do the babe!" another boy snarled as he and two others rushed Ocelot Girl.



"Sorry guys..I don't come easy!" she quipped and floored them with a right roundhouse kick. The final vandal came running towards the young heroine but she halted his charge with a left jab to the face. "Any other takers?!" Ocelot Girl remarked at her fallen foes.


"Are you okay?" she asked turning to the stunned cashier. The elderly cashier could only nod in reply as he looked at the unconscious thugs and then at the scantily-clad superheroine who dispatched them with ease. Ocelot Girl ignored him as something else caught her attention.



"Hmmm..What's this?" she pondered as she knelt beside one of the teenage vandals, as she noticed he was wearing earphones. Following the cord, Ocelot Girl found that he had a running CD player in his jacket pocket. Stopping the player, she ejected and examined the disc inside. "Neal Amore's new single?" she wondered aloud.



"What about him?" a girl's voice asked. Ocelot Girl whirled round to see Vicki Singh enter the store. "Vicki what are you doing here?" the teen tiger cat asked as she approached her friend. "I was coming to buy some extra CDs when I saw your bike outside Ocelot Girl" she said.



"We'd better talk about this outside.." the curvaceous catgirl stated as she grabbed hold of Vicki's left arm and led her outside. "So what's up Ocelot Girl?" Vicki asked once they were outside. "I'm not sure Vicki..but those punks in their were wired on Amore's CD when they hit that store" the young heroine explained.



"Oh wow..What does it mean?" Vicki gasped. "I'm not quite sure..but I need you to check for any crimes elsewhere in Guyana where the perpetrators were found with Amore's music. "Okay..Will do.." Vicki replied. "Thanks..We'll talk later" Ocelot Girl said as she mounted her motorcycle and sped off. Vicki Singh turned and walked away.



Neither of them knew that they were being observed by the occupants in a parked van. A musclar East Indian man called Anton smiled as his Negro cohort Greg lowered his video camera. "You got all that?" Anton inquired. "You better believe it" Greg grinned. "I think the boss is gonna want to be seeing this.." Anton smirked as he started up the van and it pulled off before the police arrived on the scene.



One hour later, the van arrived a playfield outside of Charity where Neal Amore's crew were busy constructing the stage for the concert to be held there in the next 48 hours. "So how did it go?" Bridget Nelson asked as the two musclebound bodyguards approached her. "I think the boss will be wanting to see this.." Greg sneered as he patted his video camera.



That night in the privacy of their trailer, Bert Allcort and Bridget Nelson watched the tape of the grocery store attack. In particular they focussed upon the intervention of Ocelot Girl. "Who is this bitch supposed to be..Ocelot Woman's little sister?" Nelson scoffed. "I don't know but this chick is a problem we don't need" Allcort replied, mesmerised by every twist of the masked marvel's shapely body as she fought her foes.



"Now this is interesting.." Nelson observed as the footage of Ocelot Girl and Vicki Singh appeared on screen. "Hmmm..Yes..Looks like our heroine has a friend..I want to find out everything about her..She could be the answer.." Allcort stated as he pressed the pause button to freeze Vicki's picture on screen.



During the lunchtime recess at Charity High School, the entire student body was abuzz about the Neal Amore concert the following night. Weaving her way through the crowd in the cafeteria, Kim found Vicki seated in their usual spot out of earshot of the other students. "Hey Vicki..Find out anything?" she asked as she sat down.



"Nope..There's been nothing unusual at any of Amore's shows since he debuted..The reviews all say that his music just seems to influence kids..but nothing more.." Vicki replied. "I wish I could be sure..but something does'nt feel right" Kim added. "Geez Kim..Maybe you're just jumping hoping Neal's a bad guy so you can trash him as.." Vicki began before Kim quickly covered her mouth with her left hand.



"Vicki..I really don't think that's a good idea.." she advised her. Vicki nodded and Kim removed her hand. "Sorry..I guess I'm a bit jealous of the secret identity thing.." Vicki apologised. "That's okay..but I will need to help me with my..uh..weakness later.." Kim said. "You sure about this sweetie?" Vicki asked.



"Yeah..I mean..Since I got these powers..I can't seem to help when any creep gets their hands on my breasts..I mean..I always go out like a light.." Kim whispered. "Okay..We can go through some tests..Maybe that'll toughen up those hero tits.." Vicki joked. "Thanks Vicki..I'll see you later.." Kim replied as the bell to end lunchtime sounded.


That afternoon Vicki Singh exited the empty school compound. She had stayed behind in the library to do some research while Kim had left for home a long time ago. As she walked out of the compound, Vicki was unaware of a van following her.


With a sudden burst of speed, the van pulled up on to the pavement and a man leapt out from the rear. "Hey! What's going..HMMBLM!!" Vicki cried as she was grabbed from behind and a thick cloth was clamped over her nose and mouth. Her eyes widened behind her glasses as the smell of chloroform burned her nostrils.


"Quit it girlie..You can't fight this!" Anton snarled as he pulled the struggling Vicki into the van. Held securely about the waist, Vicki's struggles proved futile as she moaned into the cloth and her eyes slowly closed. "Sweet dreams.." Anton sneered as she lowered the unconscious girl to the floor of the van.


"Hey what about hero-chick?!..Think she'll show up?" Greg asked from the driver's seat. "Nah!...The boss says he got that covered.." Anton replied as he closed the van's rear door and they drove away. Elsewhere across town, Ocelot Girl arrived at a record shop where several teenage shoppers had suddenly gone beserk.



As she entered the shop, the teen tiger cat was confronted by a mass of teenagers fighting each other as pounding rock music emanated from a speaker box. "This is really getting ridiculous" Ocelot Girl remarked as she pushed her way through the mob. Leaping towards the speaker box, she destroyed it by driving the ball of her erotic right foot into its frame.



As the music died down, the teenagers all held their heads as if they were experiencing a hangover. "Neal Amore..again" the curvaceous catgirl stated grimly as she stopped the record on the spinning turntable. Hearing the sound of an approaching police car, Ocelot Girl made a swift departure.



"How's our guest?" Bert Allcort asked as he entered the in-built studio in his massive trailer. "Coming along just fine Mr B" Neal Amore grinned as they watched Vicki Singh writhe slowly to the sounds of the singer's music.



Thick leather restraints kept her secured to the chair she was seated in as her head swayed in time with the music blaring through the speakers. They watched as Vicki's body movements began to slow and she slumped into the chair. "I think she's ready now.." Bridget Nelson grinned. Lowering the music, Bert Allcort entered the studio.



"How are you feeling Vicki?" he asked. "Ohh..Real groovy man.." Vicki sighed. "Good..Now I want you to tell me about your masked girlfriend.." Allcort stated. "Oh..Ocelot Girl..Yeah..She's my best friend..She's real strong.." Vicki replied. "But she has a weakness..Neal wants to to exploit it..So he can capture her.." Allcort continued.



"Cool..Well.. She's real sensitive in the tits..She says once somebody gets to them..She gets real sleepy and when you keep it up..You knock her out.." Vicki revealed. "Very good Vicki..When next will you see her?" Allcort asked. "Tonight..She's coming over so I can work on her breasts.." Vicki said. "Good girl..Now listen carefully to what I tell you..Afterwards..You will not remember anything that happened..Except what Neal tells you to do.." Allcort said and started to issue instructions to the hypnotised girl.



Later that night, Vicki Singh was sitting at her computer when Ocelot Girl climbed through her open bedroom window. "Hi!..You're early.." Vicki remarked as she turned to greet the curvaceous catgirl. "Yeah..Well with all these strange incidents going on ..I don't want to be laid up for too long.." Ocelot Girl replied as she unfastened her strapless bra. Vicki watched as her friend's ample chocolate brown breasts exploded forth.



"Sure sweetie..Why don't you just relax and we'll get started.." Vicki replied. "Okay..After all this is just a test knock out.." the masked marvel quipped as she stretched out on her back on Vicki's bed. Vicki headed downstairs and extracted a tray of 12 ice cubes from the freezer.



"That's what you think Ocelot Girl.." she grinned as she poured some chloroform into small holes she had punched in nine ice cubes. Once inside, no one could tell the chloroform ice cubes from the real ones. Vicki then headed up the stairs and back to her room. Ocelot Girl lifted her head as she saw Vicki enter.



"Oh..Ice cubes..what a chilling prospect.." she grinned as Vicki set the tray down by the nightstand and sat down on the bed. She stared for a minute at her friends black nipples which were very relaxed at the moment. "Hey you okay Vicki?..I mean..It's not like you have'nt seen my breasts before.." Ocelot Girl joked.



"Huh?..Oh yeah right..Guess we should begin.." Vicki replied, snapping out of her daze. "Cool..Here's some rope..Bind my hands and feet good..Like if Ive been captured.." the teen tiger cat said as she handed Vicki some rope which she brought. Lying down on the bed, Ocelot Girl allowed Vicki to tie her hands and feet together and then tie them to opposite sides of the bed.



"All set?" Vicki asked. "Yep..I'm soo helpless.." Ocelot Girl quipped as she wiggled briefly to emphasise the point. "That's the idea.." Vicki smiled as she extracted an ice cube from the tray. The masked marvel watched as Vicki slowly lowered the frigid object towards the summit of her naked left breast.



"Ooohhh!!!" Ocelot Girl groaned and her shapely body arched as Vicki applied the ice cube to her left nipple. Working the ice-cube in a circular motion, she watched as the nipple swiftly started to harden. "How's that sweetie?" Vicki asked her friend. "Ohhh..Feel a little..funny.." the sexy she-cat sighed.



"Okay..We'll have to test how strong your tits really are.." Vicki said with a devious smile. "Bring on your worst..My breasts are up to it.." Ocelot Girl quipped. "Thought you'd never ask.." Vicki grinned, as she pulled out two more ice cubes and applied one to each of her friend's nipples.



"Ooohhh!!!..Aahhh!!..Unnhh!!..Uhhhnnhh!!! the teen tiger cat groaned as Vicki worked the ice cubes into her black nipples which hardened swiftly in response to the cold stimuli. Meanwhile in a van parked not far from Vicki's house, Anton and Greg listened in on the proceedings using some high-tech surveillance equipment.



"Man..Listen to that bitch get it on!" Greg remarked. "Yeah..She's got a fetish for getting knocked out..Hero chick's got no idea the surprise in store for her" Anton sneered as they continued to listen in. "Wow!..Your nipples really got hard fast" Vicki remarked as she looked at her friend's ample chest.



"Uhhh..My tits are really sensitive..Ohh..Feel kinda sleepy..I think you can stop now Vicki..My tits'll need a chance to recover..They recuperate fast once they're not aroused.." Ocelot Girl gasped. "Really..?" Vicki grinned as she slipped on a pair of rubber gloves and extracted another pair of ice cubes from the tray.



"Vicki?..What are you doing?..I..UNNHHH!!!!" the curvaceous catgirl cried as the ice cubes made contact with her aroused black nipples, causing her sensuous, athletic frame to gyrate wildly atop the bed. Every muscle in her body accentuated. Her fists clenched and her toes curled in response to a new stimuli registering on her tits.



"Ohhhh...Vicki..What..What's in that ice cube?..My tits..feel strange..Feels like..like..." Ocelot Girl stammered. "Like what sweetie.." Vicki grinned as she lowered the 'ice cubes' to touch the sexy she-cat's nipples once more.



"UNHHHHH!!!!..Chloroform!..Those ice cubes..filled with.. chloroform??" the masked marvel groaned as her shapely frame twisted in an effort to break the ropes binding her to the bed. "Very good...You really know your drugs.." Vicki quipped as she extracted two more chloroform cubes and applied them to her captive's visibly aroused nipples.



"Vicki..Unhhh..My tits..getting..hard..Chloroform..too.. strong..My breasts..They're..getting sleepy.." Ocelot Girl gasped as her well-rounded breasts heaved rapidly in an effort to purge the potent anaesthetic as it penetrated her tits and started to affect them. The curvaceous catgirl twisted frantically in an effort to break the ropes.



Vicki Singh reached towards the ice tray and pulled out two more chloroform cubes. She administered these to her best friend's aroused black nipples which now glistened with a hazy lustre from the chloroform smeared across them.



"Ohhh..My tits...so.. dizzy...Breasts so tired..Vicki...Uhhhh..Stop..Please..Stop.."Ocelot Girl groaned as her best friend kept up the torture on the pride of her femininity. "That's it chickie...You've had it now!" Anton smirked as he continued to listen in.



Vicki Singh ignored the teen tiger cat's pleas and continued to rub the chloroform cubes against her rock solid, black nipples. "Aahhh..Vicki..No!..I..I'm getting so weak...My tits..sooo..haardd...My breasts..They feel so...sleeppyyy..Unhhh..What have you..done.. to me..." Ocelot Girl moaned as her struggles began to slow.



"Nothing that you did'nt ask me to sweetie.." Vicki sneered as she discarded the worn down chloroform cubes. Weakened by the intital contact of ice against her nipples and surprised by the subsequent administration of chloroform to her super-sensitive summits, the curvaceous catgirl could do nothing except stare in sleepy disbelief at her best friend as she untied the ropes binding her hands and feet to the bed.



"Ohhhhh..Breasts..sooo..weak..Feel..sooo..sleeeppyyy.." Ocelot Girl sighed as her long, muscular legs moved up and down the mattress. Her toes clutching at the bedsheets beneath her tall, athletic, sensuous body. The sexy she-cat's ample chest rose and fell rapidly and her dark brown eyes fluttered repeatedly within the slits of her ocelot pelt mask as she struggled to stay awake.



"You're real pathetic girlfriend...All these powers you have..but once your titties get zapped..lights out.." Vicki Singh sneered as she gazed upon the helpless heroine who lay before her. "Vicki..What..What's gotten into you?...I..I trusted you..and..you've..chloroformed my tits.." Ocelot Girl stammered.



"I'm tired of you getting all the glory!..Flashing that body of yours when you're battling bad guys!..Well sweetie..That's all gonna change.." Vicki smirked as she reached for two more chloroform cubes. "Vicki..No!..Don't..." Ocelot Girl pleaded, terrified at the sight of the frozen anaesthetic blocks.



"Sweet dreams.." Vicki sneered and lowered the cubes towards the teen tiger cat's tits. "Uhhhhh...Not..Not more chloroform...Tits..soo..haard...Breasts too tired..I'm sooo.. sleeeepyy...Going to.. have to.. Uhh..Uhhh. Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." Ocelot Girl groaned as her head rolled against her right shoulder and she succumbed to unconsciousness.



Just then the burly duo of Anton and Greg entered the bedroom. "She'll be out for hours..She's all yours now.." Vicki stated as she stood up from the bed. "Cool thing sister..Neal will love ya for this" Anton grinned.



Vicki watched as Greg bound the unconscious Ocelot Girl's hands and feet with plastic cord and then dumped her from the bed into a sack which Anton held open. "Okay let's roll" Anton remarked as he tied the top of the sack and hefted it over his shoulder.



Vicki and Greg followed him out of the room and then out of the house. The sack bearing the unconscious Ocelot Girl was unceremoniously dumped in the back of Anton and Greg's van. The trio climbed in and the van pulled off in a cloud of dust.



Hours later, Ocelot Girl's dark brown eyes flickered open and she licked her glossy red lips which seemed unusually dry. Her head rolled from side to side atop the thick pillow provided by her long black tresses. Her ample brown breasts, with their erect black nipples, rose and fell gently as she came to.



"Uhhh..Uhhhh" the teen tiger cat groaned, announcing her return to the realm of the conscious. She tried to get up but felt the pull of restraints against her wrists and ankles. "Hmmm..Seems like our tired tiger cat is waking up.." a male voice stated. Ocelot Girl turned her eyes in the direction of the voice but all she saw was haze.



"Where?..Who?" she sighed. Bert Allcort circled the flat surface upon which the curvaceous catgirl was bound to and extended his coarse fingers towards her naked chest. "Uhh..Unhhhh.." Ocelot Girl moaned as Allcort fondled her hardened black nipples. "Still a bit sensitive I see..Your friend was quite helpful in revealing your weakness to us.." he smirked.



"Who are you?..What have you done..to Vicki?" the sexy she-cat sighed, tugging in futility at the ropes. "I wouldn't be getting fiesty little girl.." Bridget Nelson smirked as she stepped beside Ocelot Girl and rolled a steel spiked ball over her hard black nipples. "Aaiee!!..Aaiee!!!" the curvaceous catgirl screamed as her body writhed helplessly under Nelson's brief, erotic torture.



"Ohhh..My tits..hurt..My breasts..drugged..so weak..so tired..What do you want with me?" Ocelot Girl inquired as she sagged on to the table. "It's really quite simple chickie..We discovered that our talent..Neal Amore can hypnotise teenagers with his voice..We intend to use that to maximum effect!" Allcort declared.



"Oh my God..The concert.." the teen tiger cat gasped. "Girl catches on fast" Nelson remarked. "Yes..Neal will sing a very special song.. that will drive the patrons wild..and when they unleash their rampage upon Charity..We will collect the goodies!" Allcort revealed.



"You won't succeed..I'll stop you!" Ocelot Girl snarled, straining at her restraints. "Oh I don't think you will have to worry about that.." Allcort said as both he and Nelson slipped on some earphones. All of a sudden, the room was flooded with the soothing tones of a love ballad.



"Ohhh..What's happening?..I..I..feel..sooo... sleepyyy" the sexy she-cat yawned as the music started to build chains of fatigue within the muscles of her shapely, athletic frame. "That's the power of Amore..This special song of Neal's has subliminal messages which can arouse the listener..." Nelson explained.



"Unhhh..With my tits drugged...Hard to think...Music stirring up erotic fantasies in my head..Feels like..Ohhh..Men..Hands of many men..Touching my breasts...Ohhh.. Touching..Caressing..Fondling..Tickling..Makes me...sooo..sleepyyy" Ocelot Girl gasped as her dark brown eyes fluttered rapidly within the slits of her mask.



"Enjoy the music Ocelot Girl..It'll be the last sound that you ever hear!" Allcort laughed as he left the room with Nelson and locked the door behind him. "Let's go and make sure the final track on the concert song is ready.." Allcort stated.



"What about her?" Nelson asked and pointed to a bound and gagged Vicki Singh who was seated in a chair outside the recording booth. "She's served her purpose..We'll deal with her later.." Allcort replied and they walked off with Anton and Greg close on their heels.



Vicki looked up and saw Ocelot Girl writhing helplessly atop a table. She watched as every sinew within her friend's shapely body strained in an effort to free her from her predicament. "Kim's in trouble!..She does'nt look like she can hold out much longer..Have to do something.." Vicki thought as she frantically worked at her ropes.



Back inside the booth, the stream of hypnotic music continued to permeate every pore of the masked marvel's being. " So...many men..Unhh..petting.. stroking..loving my tits..My breasts feel so relaxed...Sooo sexy...Just want to be helpless..submissive..Must surrender..." Ocelot Girl sighed dreamily as her eyelids began to grow heavy with sleep.



All of a sudden the music was shut off and the curvaceous catgirl felt hands untying her bonds. "Kim..Kim..Are you okay?" Vicki asked worriedly. Ocelot Girl sat up and rubbed her aching temples. "I..I think so..Vicki..You..used chloroform on my tits..Smells terrible.." she groaned as she slowly regained her composure.



"What?" Vicki asked. "You remember don't you?..I came over to your place..So you could help me overcome my breast weakness..Instead..You drugged my tits with some kind of chloroform ice cubes..I've never blacked out so fast.." Ocelot Girl explained. "Oh no!..Kim..I.." Vicki began before the heroine placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder.



"That's okay Vicki..You were hypnotised..Somebody must've seen us together and used you to capture me..It was brilliant..I never suspected a thing..and by the time I realised it..You had halfway chloroformed my breasts into la-la land" the teen tiger cat stated as she got to her feet.



"Gosh..So what do we do now?" Vicki asked as Ocelot Girl donned her bra once more. "First we find Amore and his bosses..Then we fix their tune.." the sexy she-cat replied. Unware of what was going on, Bert Allcort and Bridget Nelson were working with Neal Amore in another recording booth. Anton and Greg were behind the master control.



The two burly bodyguards turned suddenly as the door was kicked open and Ocelot Girl sauntered in. "Hey you big apes!..What to tackle me when I'm awake?!" she quipped. Anton and Greg charged towards the masked marvel who dispatched them easily with a left roundhouse kick.



Allcort, Nelson and Amore turned in shock to see Ocelot Girl behind the master control room. As they made towards the door, Vicki Singh flipped several switches on the master control and flooded the booth with rock music. The trio stopped dead in their tracks with a distant look in their eyes.



"Looks like they'll dance to our tune now" Vicki grinned. "Uh-huh...Let's start by having Neal Amore forget his singing talent and then his bosses can confess to all the crimes they committed..They'll make real good jailbirds!" Ocelot Girl said.