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New Tiger Girl in Return of the Tiger 5 Bengali City Kingdom of Bengali 7 am SANDRA COLLINS...the 18 year old daughter of American Ambassador to Bengali...JOHN COLLINS...smiled to herself as she effortlessly sprinted through a park in the suburbs...not to far from the official residence where she and her father lived...since he was assigned to this Asian nation...locked within the borders of India...but as wealthy as one of the small states in the Persian Gulf. The reason for this...was the brawny Latino man...who was trailing behind her...along a trail in the park...that was filled with early morning joggers. "Miss Collins...Wait" gasped CHAVEZ...her handsome...brawny...body guard. Despite being a former Navy SEAL... Sandra revelled in the fact that her super powers as TIGER GIRL... the teenage crime fighting sensation of Bengali...gave her increased stamina...than that of an average teenage girl. After tormenting her new bodyguard for a few more miles... Sandra decided to give him a reprieve. "Okay...Since you asked so nicely..." quipped Sandra as she paused near a wooden bench in the park...and Chavez caught up with her. "What...What did you think you were doing??" gasped the Latino bodyguard as he leaned against the bench for support. Sandra couldn't help but gaze at his sweat drenched t-shirt...outlining the chiselled muscles of his upper body. "Ooooooh...He's gorgeous...Just watching him...turns on my Tiger Nipples..." thought Sandra...trying to hide it. However this did not escape Chavez's attention. "She's turned on...Giving me the same look...like the one I got from Tiger Girl...when she was naked...in that spa...after she tried to grab my dick...Is it possible...?" wondered Chavez as he looked at Sandra's hardening nipples through her pink top."I was going for an early morning run...Nothing wrong in that is there?" quipped the teenage girl as she placed her hands on her shapely hips and thrust her shapely bust in Chavez's direction. As Sandra did...it offered Chavez another look at her hardening nipples ..pressing against the fabric of the top of her thin tight pink jogging suit. The former Navy SEAL...saw images of the buxom Tiger Girl flash briefly through his mind...Sandra Collins' stance reminding him very much about the Teen Tigress. "What are you looking at?" quipped Sandra when she noticed that her bodyguard was looking at her nipples. Silently she was pleased that he was but didn't want him to figure that out. "You Miss Collins...You're beautiful...for your age..." replied Chavez. His words instantly caused Sandra's nipples to stiffen even more under her thin tight pink jogging suit...and a surge of warmth between her thighs. "Oooooh...The way he talks to me...Oooooh...Feel so hard in my Tiger Nipples...Feeling moist in my Tiger Cunt...He's definitely interested in me...He's checking me out...Does he suspect...I'm Tiger Girl?" wondered Sandra. Feeling herself beginning to blush for the first time in her teenage life...Sandra quickly regained her composure. "Thanks...and I'm sorry for running off on you...earlier...and the first day we met...Not many people try to keep pace with me...but you did...and you've got an impressive body" replied Sandra with a smile. Chavez closed the gap between them...looking into Sandra's brown eyes as she looked into his. "Truce?" asked the bodyguard...extending his right hand to her. "Truce" agreed the teenage girl as she placed her right hand in his...and sealed what would be the beginning of a lasting partnership. "Big deal isn't it...Leaving New York and coming here..." said Chavez as they walked through the park...heading back to the American Ambassador's residence. "Yeah...I'm pretty much used to doing things for myself...I get it that your job's to protect me because of my dad...but really Chavez...I can take care of myself..." said Sandra. "Never doubted that you could Miss Collins...but like you said...It's my job to protect you...After all...You're not Tiger Girl" replied Chavez. "Oh?!...What's that supposed to mean??...I've heard she super strong and super fast...I'm sure she'd help me if I was in trouble...If you weren't around" replied Sandra... curious about the reference Chavez made to her super powered sexy alter-ego....while her eyes wandered south towards his groin area...and she observed his member was slightly stiffened...against the fabric of his running shorts. "No offense Miss Collins...Just that I think Tiger Girl can't be everywhere at once...How about some coffee?...My treat?" offered Chavez...hoping to change the topic of conversation...and make a fresh start with Sandra Collins. "How can a girl refuse?...You should try that line on Tiger Girl" teased Sandra as they stopped by a sidewalk caf? on the way back to the American Ambassador's residence. Aroused in a state of semi-hardness...being around her handsome Latino bodyguard...Sandra's Tiger Nipples...did not detect that they were being watched...as she and Chavez sat down at a table to enjoy their coffee. From the shadows of a nearby alley...RAJ...the teenage street boy and thief...whose past was shrouded in mystery watched Sandra and Chavez...with a strange curiosity...which even he could not understand. For reasons which he could not understand...as he watched Sandra...he could not help but visualise the beauteous and buxom Tiger Girl...lying topless...and barely conscious before him. Raj remembered how he used a rusty iron pipe...and his own hands...to press rusty iron fragments...deeper and deeper into the wide dark brown areolas...and the big dark brown nipples of the Teen Tigress...making her become weaker and sleepier...with each passing second...after having lured her into an alley to trap her. As he watched Sandra and Chavez drinking coffee...and talking to each other...Raj felt a growing jealousy which he could not understand. "You cannot have her...She is mine!" said Raj to himself. He had seen Sandra when she was at the INTERNATIONAL ACADEMY...a special school for the children of all the diplomats in Bengali. It was not long after Sandra Collins' arrival in Bengali...that Tiger Girl appeared. It seemed too coincidental for Raj. "Can it be?...Does that girl have knowledge about the Tiger Girl?...Tiger Girl is black...Could she be the Tiger Girl?" wondered Raj. Looking from side to side...suspecting that he was not safe...with the Mahar's men looking for him...Raj melted back into the shadows...determined to solve the mystery of who was the Tiger Girl. Undisclosed location. Bengali Noon A pair of thugs dressed in black business suits...skull face masks concealing their identities... entered a dimly lit room...where the malevolent Mahar...clad in flowing crimson robes...a skull mask covering his face...the dreaded Skull Staff held in his right hand...sat on a throne awaiting their report. "Speak!" boomed the villain. "All is in readiness Great One...Your loyal followers have infiltrated the Palace...They are aware of your orders...The plan will be executed as you command" replied one minion. "Excellent...Soon the Kingdom of Bengali will be in my hands...delivered to me...by one of the King's closest allies" declared the Mahar. "But Great One...What of the Tiger Girl?" asked one minion. "She is certain to try and foil our plans Great One..." said the second minion. "I have no doubt that young fool will attempt to stop us...But not even Tiger Girl can deny the will of the Mahar...the destiny of the Skull Society to rule all of Bengali...Instruct our loyal followers to be alert tonight at the banquet...Should the Tiger Girl interfere I want her to be dealt with...I will be present myself to ensure that all going according to plan!" declared the leader of the Skull Society. American Ambassador's residence. Bengali City 7 pm Adjusting the black bow tie of his tuxedo...and checking to ensure his sidearm and back-up piece were in place...Chavez knocked on the front door of the two storey house...located just across the way from his modest bungalow...after having brought the Ambassador's SUV in front of the house. The door was opened by Ambassador John Collins. "Evening Chavez..." said the Ambassador. "Good evening Mr Ambassador...We're good to go" replied Chavez. "Not quite... Sandra!" called Collins...looking up the staircase behind him. The sound of a woman's high heels was soon heard coming down the wooden staircase. The Ambassador and Chavez...looked up to see Sandra Collins slowly coming down the stairs. Her short black was worn loose. She wore a flowing red evening gown...with elbow length white gloves and white closed toe high heels. The dress perfectly hugged the curves of her shapely ebony body. Chavez could hardly believe this was the girl who he had been jogging with earlier in the day. "Wow..." gasped Chavez under his breath...getting different looks from Sandra and her father. The bodyguard just could not take his eyes off the teenage girl...and felt his member stiffening under his trousers. Sandra felt heat rising in her nipples and between her legs...underneath her gown...as she admired the muscular frame of Chavez...through his tuxedo. Ambassador Collins beamed with pride as he admired his beautiful daughter...but also noticed their bodyguard seemed to be looking at her in a particular way he was unsure of. "Thanks...You look handsome Chavez" quipped Sandra as she walked past him...stealing a chance to pat him lightly on the chest...as she walked past. John Collins followed his daughter's lead. "Chavez...We'd best be going...I wouldn't want to keep the King waiting" said the Ambassador. "Yes sir" replied Chavez as he followed them towards the SUV. Royal Palace Bengali City 8 pm Sandra Collins sighed as she sat alone at a table...watching as some of the guests danced...others ate and drank from the golden plates and cups which the King had more than ample supply of. She cast a glance over to where her father was...chatting with King Rahul of Bengali...along with some of the other ambassadors...at the King's table...while musicians played some of the indigenous music to liven the mood at the banquet. As she sat there...the teenager felt awkward wearing the elegant gown she was wearing. How she would have preferred to be prowling Bengali City in the flimsy and more comfortable white tiger pelt of Tiger Girl...searching for the mysterious Mahar. "Whoever this guy is...He knows a lot about me...How to nail me in my Tiger Breasts and Tiger Cunt?...How do I beat him?...What's he after?" wondered Sandra. Her thoughts were interrupted as someone sat down at the table with her. The teenage girl was about blow off the person...when she realised that it was the handsome Latino bodyguard named Chavez. "Not having a good time Miss Collins?" asked the former Navy SEAL. "Is it that obvious?...You should be a detective" quipped Sandra..as she raised her eyebrows at him. Chavez returned the favour. "You're pretty sharp Miss Collins...as a matter of fact...I was thinking about opening up one back home... after I finish my tour of duty here..." replied Chavez. Sandra sighed as she looked at the couples dancing on the marble tiled floor of the Royal Palace before her...and Chavez noticed this. "My main job is to protect you Miss Collins...and that includes from boredom...in this case..." said the handsome Latino bodyguard as he got to his feet. "What?...What're you doing?" asked Sandra as she saw him extend his right hand to her. "Miss Collins...May I have this dance?" asked Chavez with a smile. Sandra felt sharp tingles of warmth in her chest and between her thighs...as she gazed into his deep brown eyes...aroused by the prospect of her body being pressed against his muscular frame...making her feel safe and special. "Yes..." agreed Sandra with a smile...placing her right hand in his...allowing Chavez to lead her on to the dance floor. Sandra could not believe now aroused...how nervous she was feeling at that moment as she held Chavez's hand as he escorted her on to dance floor. She could not take her eyes off his muscular body...framed against his tuxedo. Chavez felt the same. He had faced many perilous situations before as a Navy SEAL...but his training did not extend to matters of the heart. He had fallen in love once...and got burned. Chavez never thought he could feel that way about any woman again...but with Sandra's hand in his own...it felt as if the rest of the world melted away. Both of them wondered to themselves whether this was some strange after effect of the Golden Phallus...had on both of them at the spa...or were the feelings they were having towards each other ...the real thing. As the band played a slow tune...Sandra and Chavez danced in the middle of the ballroom of the Royal Palace. The teenage girl smiled as the bodyguard led...his dancing moves...as fluent as those reserved for combat. "Wow...You're a great dancer" said Sandra in admiration. "Not on my resume but it's one of many things I can do...They say the best warriors are the best dancers" replied Chavez. "Oh?...I didn't know that" said Sandra as Chavez twirled her. "You're pretty good Miss Collins..." remarked Chavez. "Dance lessons my dad sent me too...and my friends call me Sandra..." replied the teenage girl. "Are we friends?" asked Chavez. Sandra responded by wrapping her arms around the bodyguard's neck. "What do you think...Detective?" asked Sandra rhetorically with a smile. Chavez smiled...as he placed his hands on her hips...pulling her closer to him. "Mmmmmm" sighed Sandra as she pressed her bust against Chavez's firm upper torso. He felt her nipples stiffening under her gown as her body pressed against his. Sandra smiled as she felt her left thigh brush against Chavez's trousers...and detected his stiffening member. "Ohhh...I like to see it..." thought Sandra to herself. However from a nearby balcony Ambassador John Collins was seeing Sandra and Chavez dancing together. Any reservations he had earlier in the evening were gone...as he observed the tender care and respect that Chavez was giving his daughter. John Collins had often wondered if Sandra would ever meet the right man...and from all appearances...it seemed that she had. The Ambassador felt a growing pride as he stood watching in the shadows of the balcony...at his daughter and bodyguard together on the dance floor. However other eyes...belonging to a beautiful woman... looked at the Ambassador with a more malevolent intent. As he watched...she approached him...a concealed aerosol spray in her left hand. "Excuse me Ambassador..." said the woman. "Yes...Uhhhhh" replied Collins...as she shot him in the face with a generous spray of chloroform. Before the unconscious Ambassador's body hit the floor...two Skull minions...skull masks on their faces...grabbed Collins and dragged him out of sight before any else noticed them. However Sandra and Chavez were oblivious to this...as their bodies brushed against each other...as they shared an intimate dance in the middle of the dance floor in the palace's ballroom. Sandra rested her head against his chest...hearing the strong and steady rhythm of his heart beat. "Mmmmmmm" sighed the teenage girl with pleasure...as she enjoyed the way her hardened nipples felt as they brushed against his well-defined upper torso...and she felt his stiffening member...becoming evident through the trousers of her bodyguard. Still...she could not tell whether these were genuine emotions or the after effects of the Sacred Member...when she was captured as Tiger Girl. Chavez himself...could not deny the feelings he was having at that moment. Sandra was young...but somehow...more mature than women closer to his age. "Get a grip man...That gold dick...really knocked you off your game...This is the Ambassador's daughter...This is wrong in so many ways...but it's also...so right in so many ways...too...or is it Tiger Girl you really want??" wondered the bodyguard. However before either Sandra or Chavez could do anything...a woman's voice pre-empted both of them from speaking to each other. "Excuse me...May I cut in." Sandra and Chavez turned their heads to see a white woman with short blonde hair...and a shapely athletic figure...wearing a black dress and strappy black high heels looking at them. "Monica?" gasped Chavez. "Monica??" repeated Sandra as she let go of Chavez...and turned her attention to the woman standing before them. "MONICA MASTERS...Long time no see Chavez" replied the blonde haired woman. Sandra looked at Monica...then at Chavez...who stood flabbergasted as he watched the blonde woman standing before them. "Oh come on now...You remember your old flame don't you..." quipped Monica as she looked at the former Navy SEAL. Looking back at Sandra, Monica said, "Honey...You seem like a nice girl but why don't you let the grown ups talk..." quipped Monica...who was a former US Army Ranger. Feeling anger welling up within her...Sandra knew she couldn't overreact because the fallout could be bad for her father. "I'd better find Dad" thought the teenage girl. "Excuse me" quipped Sandra...as she made her way off the dance floor. "Monica..." began Chavez. "I'd love to..." replied the blonde as she took his hands in her own...and they began to dance. As they did...Chavez tried to keep track of Sandra...but she moved with such speed that she quickly vanished amongst the crowd of guests in the ballroom. "I don't believe this Chavez...You're a glorified babysitter!" quipped Monica. "Bodyguard" countered Chavez. "Same thing" replied Monica as she made the her Latino ex dip her briefly. "Why are you here Monica?" asked Chavez...with a tinge of impatience in his voice. "And it's good to see you too Chavez...Don't worry about the girl...She'll get over it..." quipped the blonde. "Monica..." warned Chavez. "A little overprotective are we?...Just relax sport...and I'll tell you...everything" replied Monica in a husky voice. Meanwhile...Sandra Collins was trying to keep calm...as she looked for her father. "Ooooh!...Who does that lady feel she is!...I'm not a kid!...Why didn't Chavez stand up for me?!...Oooooh!...He'd never act like that...if I was here as Tiger Girl!...I'll show him!...First I need to find Dad...and then I'll...." fumed Sandra as she made her way down a corridor...passing some of the guests...as she headed towards the lush botanical gardens...which were constructed within the walls of the Palace. However the teenage girl's thoughts were interrupted by an all too familiar feeling she had since arriving in Bengali. "Ohhhh!..I'm getting a really sharp tingling in my Tiger Nipples!...Like they were trying to tell me something...but I was too turned on...being with Chavez...now it's coming through loud and clear... They're telling me there's danger...Big trouble...right here inside the palace...It's got to be that Mahar creep and his goons...up to something...and...my Tiger Nipples are telling me...that whatever it is...it involves Dad...I'll deal with Chavez and his blonde hussy later...Time to get out of this dress and into action!" resolved Sandra with a smile as she slowly unzipped the back of her desk As the top of her gown fell away...it revealed her naked ample ebony breasts...flat abdomen..and the golden Tiger Belt that was concealed around her shapely waist. Focusing her thoughts on the magic belt...Sandra summoned the powers it contained. She felt incredible energy surging through her body...as she was bathed in the golden aura and she heard the tiger's roar. When the golden aura faded...the person who stood their was no longer Sandra Collins...teenage daughter of the American Ambassador to Bengali...John Collins. Sandra's slender ebony body...had become more voluptuous and muscular. Her gown and high heels were gone...replaced by a form fitting...strapless white tiger pelt...with black stripes...that looked very similar to the costume used by Lynda Carter in her favourite TV show...Wonder Woman. Her enhanced huge round and firm her breasts were almost spilling out of her skimpy attire. Her feet were bare and erotic to the eye...with glossy clear toenails...which looked more like a tiger's claws. Her hands felt strong...her fingernails...similarly glossy clear and claw like. Sandra's her black hair...had become glossy...long and wild...flowing on to her broad naked shoulders...reaching the middle of her naked back. Reaching up...she saw that an unremovable mascara...looking like a white tiger's pelt...covering the upper part of her face. "Now let's get this party started!...Got to find Dad!" resolved Tiger Girl as she sprinted through the nearby botanical gardens...hunting for her father...and the minions of the evil Mahar...who she was convinced had kidnapped him for a nefarious reason. However the Teen Tigress had no idea she was being shadowed. Drawn to the palace for reasons he could not explain...doing his best not to be seen by any of the guards or the staff...Raj had found himself in the indoor botanical gardens of the palace...when he spotted the buxom black figure of Tiger Girl...sprinting through the thick undergrowth of the gardens. "Tiger Girl!...She's here!...I must capture her!...I must make her mine!" vowed the teenage thief...and he began to follow her. Preoccupied with her concern for her missing father...American Ambassador John Collins...thoughts about the sudden intrusion by Monica Masters on her dance with Chavez...and her feelings for Chavez...the Teen Tigress was unaware of his presence. Her slender muscular arms moving in tandem...with each stride made by her long muscular legs...the soles of her erotic bare feet...making regular contact with the lush grassy floor of the gardens...her large ebony mounds bobbing sexily under her thin tight white tiger pelt...her long mane of glossy wild black hair flowing behind her...Tiger Girl weaved her way through the thick cluster of plants...trees and bushes all around her. "My Tiger Nipples are sensing evil...That's got to be where Dad is...It must be the goons of that Mahar creep...They're no match for my Strength of Ten Tigers...I've got to find him...before..." thought Sandra...as she ran. However before the Busty Black Heroine could complete that thought...Raj ambushed her. "MMMM!!!" cried Tiger Girl in alarm as he clamped his left hand over her mouth. "Eh?!!...Someone grabbing me from behind!...Must be one of Mahar's goons!...Got to use my Tiger Strength to get free...and make him tell me where Dad is..." resolved Sandra...flexing her slender muscular arms and long muscular legs...rising on the balls of her erotic bare feet...as she prepared to throw off Raj. However the teenage thief anticipated her plans and derailed them...by shoving his hand underneath her thin tight strapless white tiger pelt. "NNNNNNNNN....NNNNNNNNNN....NNNNNNNNN" screamed Tiger Girl into Raj's left hand as she felt the fingers of his right hand moving rapidly over the summits of each of her big brown Tiger Breasts. "No!!...Oh no!!...This creep's hand is under my tiger pelt...Uuuuuuuuuunh!!!!...My Tiger Breasts!!!...He's going after my Tiger Nipples!!!...I've got to get free!!!" thought Sandra...as she realised what Raj was aiming to do. "UNNNNNNNNN...UNNNNNNNNN...UNNNNNNNNNNNNN" groaned the Teen Tigress into the teenage thief's left hand...as she pranced about within the dense vegetation of the indoor botanical gardens...on the balls of her erotic bare feet like a bucking bronco...her left hand gripping Raj's left wrist...her right hand grabbing on to Raj's lower right arm...as she tried to pull his right hand out of her thin tight white tiger pelt...as he targeted her large ebony Tiger Breasts. However Raj was determined to subdue the Teen Tigress...and the fingers of his right hand easily found their targets. "UUUUUUUUUUN...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUN...UUUUUUUUUUUUUN" groaned Tiger Girl into the palm of his left hand. "My Tiger Nipples...being pinched...twisted....AIEEEE...AIEEEE...AIEEEE...AIEEEE" thought Sandra...as she kept on pranced around through the dense vegetation of the indoor botanical gardens...trying to throw Raj off of her. However the teenage thief...held firmly to her...moving his right hand rapidly from one Tiger Breast...to another...under her thin tight white tiger pelt...determined to tame her. His efforts began to bear fruit...as his fingers expertly kept pinching and twisting each of Sandra's big dark brown nipples...repeatedly underneath her thin tight white tiger pelt....and the movements of her curvaceous and muscular ebony body...became progressively slower...as seconds...slowly stretched into minutes for the beauteous Tiger Girl. Planting his feet firmly on the grassy floor of the indoor botanical gardens of the palace... Raj leaned backwards...causing the Teen Tigress' long muscular ebony legs to kick in the air...the sexy toes of her erotic bare feet...with glossy and claw like toenails curled...with tension. "UNNNNNNNN...UNNNNNNNN....UNNNNNNNN..." groaned Tiger Girl into Raj's left hand...her struggles to free herself from his expert grip...becoming slower with each passing second...as his skilled efforts took their toll on her...where it affected her the most. "Ooooooh...Yes...My Tiger Nipples...so hard...Uuuuuuuuh..so turned on...Uuuuuuuuuuuh...so tired...can't...fight it...this creep...knows all about my Tiger Breasts...Uuuuuuuuuuuh....Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuh" thought Sandra...as her slender muscular ebony arms dropped limp on either side of her curvy muscular upper body...and her long muscular ebony legs...spread themselves wide open below her small curvy waist...the sexy toes of her erotic bare feet...clutching in futility at the grassy floor beneath them. Seeing that his actions were soothing the fiery spirit of Teen Tigress...Raj used his free right hand...to pull down her thin tight white tiger pelt...causing her large ebony Tiger Breasts to burst forth in all their naked glory...the big black Tiger Nipples and wide black Tiger Areolas which capped their great summits...were hard...and erect...as he kept twisting and pinching them. "Got you Tiger Girl...I promised you would be mine!...Now I got you by the Tiger Tits" quipped Raj as he removed his left hand from the teenage heroine's mouth. The sound of his voice resonated in the jaded brain of the Busty Black Heroine...who could not forget the first person to render her weak...sexy...and sleepy...through manipulation of her big dark brown Tiger Nipples. "Uuuuuuuunh...Raj...We meet...Uuuuuuuuuuuh...again" moaned Sandra as the teenage thief pinched her big dark brown Tiger Nipples between the thumbs and index fingers of his hands. "Yes...and I promise you this time...You'll be mine" sneered Raj as he twisted the Teen Tigress' throbbing big dark brown Tiger Nipples sharply with his fingers. "Uuuuuuuuuuh...You're right...Nailing me...in my Tiger Nipples...Getting so sleepy...so sexy...Uuuuuuuuuh...Chavez....Help..." sighed Sandra as Raj dragged her away...looking for someplace private to tame the trapped Tiger Girl for good. To be continued. |
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