A reboot of an old story.

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Tiger Woman of India in Power Play

New Delhi, India. Present day.
Noon

It was a busy day at the offices of the New Delhi Times...the top newspaper in India..located in the heart of India's capital city's commercial centre. The paper's editor GG GUPTA..a veteran newsman.. was on a rampage as he stormed through the newsroom..demanding copy from his reporters. The reason for Gupta's behavior was a mysterious transmission minutes earlier which interrupted all of the regular radio and television newscasts. A bearded man wearing a turban with a ruby in the middle of it appeared on the television screen to deliver a chilling message.

"People of India!.. Be warned!..Your acts of aggression against the Sikh people shall not go unpunished!..I..AJAY BANZIR..Leader of the SIKH LIBERATION FRONT..make this declaration!..We shall strike at any target..Anywhere in India!..None shall escape the wrath of the Sikh Liberation Front!...Victory to the Sikh people!!" the message declared before all normal broadcasts were restored.

"I want everyone to find out where that broadcast emanated from and what it means!..Now!!" demanded Gupta boomed and the editorial staff hustled about to do his bidding. As he stormed towards his office, puffing heavily on his cigar, Gupta motioned to his top investigative journalist...33-year-old KHAIL KHAN to come into his office for an emergency meeting.

Khail grabbed his notebook as he got up from behind his desk. He turned to his assistant..a junior reporter named SONIA GAN who had only joined the paper two days ago. Despite her mousy appearance.. dull black hair tied into a bun behind her head, her large rimmed glasses on her face..her baggy pants suits.. Sonia had graduated top of her class in journalism at the university. Gupta assigned Sonia to Khail to help him do research. "Problems Khail?" asked Sonia.

"Just routine business Sonia...See what research we can find on this Sikh Liberation Front..Maybe it'll provide answers to what's going on...Maybe there's a connection with reports of some mystery strong woman who's been appearing in different parts of the country.helping people.." replied the handsome journalist whose atheltic build was visible under his business suit..which made any woman who came around him swoon. Sonia was no exception, feeling tingles of warmth in her chest and between her legs, as shea peered over her glasses as she watched him walk into Gupta's office for a meeting.

Khail didn't think much of Sonia, seeing her as a wallflower and bookworm who helped him research his articles. No sooner had Khail gone..the Sonia got up from behind her desk and made her way towards the nearby stairwell that led up to the roof of the building. " I don't know who this Ajay Banzir is but he is not to be taken lightly...Khail wouldn't want me involved in the story but as..but I have other plans in mind to deal with them.." resolved Sonia as she walked on to the roof of the building..located high above the bustling streets of New Delhi.

After checking to ensure that she was alone on the roof..Sonia removed her glasses and declared:"By the power of Parvati!!" she declared and was instantly surrounded by an bright aura of golden light. The young woman felt a surge of tremendous energy flowing through her body which reshaped, becoming stronger and sexier by the second.

Her black hair..which was tied into a thick bun..loosened..becoming glossy as it cascaded on to her neck and shoulders, stretching to the centre of her back. Sonia's drab grey jacket..white cotton shirt, grey skirt and flat shoes slowly disappeared...briefly revealing a light brown body that was hidden beneath it from public view. Her shapely bust..grew several inches in size..as her entire body became more curvaceous but also muscular.

A thin tiger skin pelt leotard slowly formed itself over her body..barely covered her shapely muscles and her enormous firm shiny light brown bust. A thick golden belt, whose circular buckle was fashioned in the form of a tiger's head, wrapped itself around her shapely waist. Bands of tiger spelt adorned her wrists and entwined themselves above her shapely ankles. The final touch, a tiger pelt mask which stretched across the upper part of her beautiful face to complete Sonia's amazing transformation and conceal the mousy young reporter in the guise of the brave, beauteous and buxom...TIGER WOMAN OF INDIA.

The Indian superwoman's huge firm shiny light brown breasts bunched together as she assumed her heroic pose and looked out over the city skyline. Her shiny light brown hands with slender fingers with glossy claw like finger nails on her wide curvy hips...her long shiny light brown muscular legs spread slightly apart..her erotic bare shiny light brown feet with sexy toes with glossy claw like toenails flat on the surface of the roof..her huge firm shiny light brown breasts thrust forward with confidence. Her long mane of glossy black hair flailing in the breeze behind her. "For all Khail Khan's journalistic instincts..He has no idea that his own assistant is actually the Tiger Woman...or that I kept my activities out of the public until now..Now to send a message of my own to Ajay Banzir!" vowed the masked beauty, her glossy pink lips spreading into a smile.

Her huge firm shiny light brown breasts bobbing sensuously beneath her tiny tiger pelt leotard with every stride of her long shiny light brown muscular legs as she ran towards the edge of the roof, the Top -Heavy Hindu Heroine, flexed her powerful thighs, leapt skywards and soared away over the city skyline.

Sonia felt her big puffy gleaming dark brown nipples and wide gleaming dark brown areolas stiffen slightly under her flimsy leotard as she felt the air currents rippled past her curvaceous form as she flew away in search of the Sikh terrorists who threatened her homeland. Leaving the urban metropolis for the sprawling rural areas, the Big Breasted Superwoman of India did not have far to look for along a railway line on the eastern outskirts of New Delhi..a band of Banzir's followers prepared to carry out his orders. One Sikh guerilla lay with his ear to the iron railing. "It is coming!" he yelled to his two companions as he leapt to his feet excitedly.

From their vantage point on a nearby bluff, his fellow Sikhs then made ready with their bazooka and carefully loaded a rocket-propelled grenade (RPG) into it. The whistle of the approaching express train told them their target was fast approaching.

"For the Sikh homeland!"declared the Sikh holding the bazooka declared as he pulled the trigger and sent the deadly projectile on its way. The guerilla trio's eyes widened and their jaws collectively dropped as a blur of motion knocked the RPG off course and sent it splashing into a nearby river where it exploded harmlessly.

"Going somewhere gentlemen?!" a woman's voice asked. The two Skihs turned and were flabbergasted to be confronted by the Tiger Woman. She stood in their path..with her long, muscular light shiny brown legs slightly apart, her shiny light brown hands resting on her wide curvy hips, her erotic bare shiny light brown feet resting flat on the ground. The Top-Heavy Hindu Heroine Woman cut an imposing figure.

The Sikh guerillas' eyes absorbed everything from her erotic bare feet, her smooth, shiny light brown skin, her toned abdomen, the impressive swell of her breasts beneath her skimpy tiger pelt to her beauteous masked face, framed by her long mane of glossy black hair. They were snapped back to reality as she spoke. "You fiends shall not carry out your reign of terror while I'm here!" declared the Big Breasted Superwoman of India With a snarl, two of the guerillas drew their long, curved kukri knives and charged towards her. Tiger Woman expertly evaded their wild with the agility of 40 Bengal tigers

She countered swiftly. A vicious right fist to the jaw, sent the first Sikh hurtling backwards against the rocky surface of the bluff. With a low moan, he collapsed to the ground in a senseless heap. The second guerilla wheezed as the ball of the Top Heavy Hindu Heroine's erotic left shiny light brown foot was driven hard into his rib cage. Whirling around, Tiger Woman felled the third guerilla with a right hand karate chop to the neck. Feeling her famous nipples stiffen under her thin, tight, tiger pelt leoatard, the Top-Heavy Hindu Heroine turned around to see another guerilla running towards her with an AK-47 rifle in hand..after realising that something had happened to his comrades. As he approached, Tiger Woman easily snatched it of his hands.

She saw that unlike the other guerillas she had effortlessly dispatched, this guerilla was only 18 years old. The teen guerilla stood mesmerised, watching Tiger Woman's huge firm shiny light brown breasts bunch together under her thin, tight tiger pelt as she effortlessly bent the rifle in her light shiny brown hands and toss it away. "I am feeling benevolent today boy. I will spare you today. You have time to learn the error of your ways!" said Tiger Woman to the teenage Sikh who immediately ran away. She turned her attention to the three adult guerillas, tying them up with some rope that they had.

"Ooh..My Tiger Nipples are tingling...There's more work to do" thought Tiger Woman as she flexedg her large shiny light brown thighs..leapt into the air and flew away. One hour later...in the small town of Kuchur..,located to the west of New Delhi, another group of seven Sikh guerillas were active. Hidden in a warehouse in a backstreet, they busily sorted out some wooden crates loaded with weapons.

"Our buyers provided us with some good merchandise this time" the Sikh headman grinned as he examined a crate full of AK-47's. His glee and that of his cohorts was abruptly shattered as a shapely figure smashed through the warehouse's wooden roof. "Too bad that you will never get a chance to use those weapons!" declared the Tiger Woman declared as she landed on the balls of her erotic shiny light brown bare feet and assumed a fighting stance.

Gunfire erupted within the confines of the warehouse as the Sikh fighters tried to kill the Top Heavy Hindu Heroine. With uncanny agility, Tiger Woman evaded the deadly projectiles which streamed towards her curvaceous and muscular shiny light brown body from almost every conceivable direction. Getting off the defensive, she floored two guerillas with a devastating roundhouse kick with her erotic right shiny light brown bare foot

Flying towards a guerilla who was firing at her from atop a pile crates, the Top Heavy Hindu Heroine delivered a solid left fist to his jaw which sent him crashing to the ground. Diving towards two retreating guerillas, she extended her long, muscular shiny light brown muscled legs wide open. Each of the balls of her erotic bare shiny light brown her feet found their mark and the duo were sent sprawling along the ground. The last two Sikhs jumped into a parked truck which still had some of the weapon's crates loaded in the back.

They started the engine and started to drive away. However the truck suddenly jolted and no matter what they did, they could not go forward. Looking out the side mirror, the driver was shocked to see that the rear wheels were spinning in the air as Tiger Woman firmly held the rear bumper with her shiny light brownhands. Her long muscular shiny light brown legs spread apart.. erotic bare shiny light brown feet flat on the ground.. and every muscle in her sensuous body accentuated..her huge firm shiny light brown breasts bunched together under her flimsy top.. Tiger Woman lifted the truck as if it were a toy.

"Shoot that woman!" yelled the driver yelled to his cohort who leaned out the passenger window with a pistol in hand. However the Big Breasted Superwoman of India abruptly released her hold on the truck. The vehicle crashed through the doors of the warehouse and slammed into a concrete wall, knocking out both guerillas. Tiger Woman sauntered out of the warehouse and stood with her hands on her wide hips, admiring her handiwork...as people gathered to see what was happening and take pictures of her with the cameras on their cell phones

"This should send a warning to Ajay Banzir and his minions that those who defy justice shall answer to Tiger Woman!" thought the Big-Breasted Superwoman and soared away into the sky and flew back towards the offices of the New Delhi Times before her alter-ego Sonia Gan was missed.

By that evening...Ajay Banzir's ultimatum had been replaced by news of the beauteous and busty Tiger Woman who bravely thwarted his plans..and arrested nine of his guerillas in a single day. The manner in which they were apprehended were the hot topic of conversation amongst many circles across India...and was even on the Internet. Sonia Gan sighed contentedly at this thought as she gazed out the window of her New Delhi apartment.

Clad in a large grey t-shirt, she sauntered towards a nearby table where a green Amazon parrot sat regally on his perch. "You should have seen me in action today FERNANDO..I was unstoppable" Sonia told the parrot who chortled and flapped his wings in response.

"Working at the Times will give me all the information I need..and it'll help me know where I'm needed most as Tiger Woman..." said Sonia Stretching her shapely but wearing limbs, Sonia bid her companion good night and walked towards the bedroom. The parrot watching his mistress' curvaceous form moving under her shirt as she walked. "The villains will think twice about committing crimes knowing I'm unstoppable as Tiger Woman" thought Sonia with confidence as she discarded her shirt, slipped naked under the covers and was soon fast asleep.

The answer to Sonia's question lay at the hidden base of operations of Ajay Banzir in the rural countryside outside of New Dehli. He was absolutely livid at the day's events. "Fools!! Fools!!...How could my loyal fighters..veteran warriors..be defeated so easily !?!!" he snarled, pacing the floor. His lieutenants stood by nervously as their leader continued to vent his fury. "On the eve of launching our greatest campaign to liberate our people..My men are stopped by some mere woman..?!" he cried incredulously.

" My leader...Our sources say this is no mere female.. leader...She possesses incredible strength..and she can fly.." one lieutenant stated. "Our men had little chance against this female..She calls herself..Tiger Woman" another added. Banzir stopped pacing and glared at his deputies. "We have been in this struggle for many years..I am not to be thwarted by some masked female upstart..This Tiger Woman must be punished for her defiance!" he roared.

"But my leader..No one knows who this woman is..Our men cannot match her abilities..How can we handle her should she appear?" one lieutenant asked. The Sikh leader was about to launch into another tirade when a voice spoke. "Have no fear my leader..I know a way to tame the Tiger Woman!"

The older Sikhs turned to see the 18-year-old guerilla who the Hindu Heroine had let get away earlier. Banzir rubbed his thick moustache as he studied the youth intensely. "You?..A mere boy..believe you can defeat this woman?" he inquired. "Yes my leader..I have seen Tiger Woman in combat..and I have studied her..I can capture her..I have a plan" the young guerilla stated. Banzir looked at the youth and then at his lieutenants who were whispering amongst themselves. "All right boy...I shall give you your chance..Capture this Tiger Woman and bring her to me..You shall be richly rewarded..I need not tell you the price of failure.." the guerilla leader boomed. "I shall not fail" the youth assured him.

Two days later

New Delhi Times editor GG Gupta summoned his top reporter Khail Khan into his office. Always dapperly-attired, the 33-year-old Khail strolled confidently towards the editor's office. As he passed by several women in the newsroom stole quick glances at his lean physique. as he walked towards the office.. accompanied by junior reporter Sonia Gan who also found herself aroused as she admiredg his broad shoulders, firm chest and tight buttocks. Her brown eyes fluttered slightly as she briefly felt her nipples harden slightly when she thought about Khail who was completely obsessed with the Tiger Woman. "If you only knew. Khail that I'm Tiger Woman." thought Sonia as they entered Gupta's office.

"What's up GG?" Khan asked as he entered his boss' office and shut the door. "I'm certain you're aware about the launch of the army's new attack helicopter SKY FALCON tomorrow.." Gupta stated. Khan nodded affirmatively. The Sky Falcon prototype was the military's most advanced attack chopper and it was due to be unveiled for the first time at a remote military testing site.

"I'd like you to cover it..and take Miss Gan with you.." Gupta stated. Khail, used to working alone, was shocked. "GG you can't be serious?!..This is a big assignment..I don't need help ..plus I've been handling stories about the Tiger Woman.." Khan complained. Though secretly, he felt a rush of warmth beneath his waist every time he heard her name and recalled the descriptions of her by those whom she had captured.

"That is not a request Khail..Miss Gan's work has been exemplary thus far..and she's given you valuable aid in those stories about this female vigilante.." Gupta replied, silencing Khan. Sonia felt slightly disturbed by her sexy, super-powered alter-ego being called a vigilante. "Besides..if there's trouble tomorrow..Chances are Tiger Woman will intervene to save the day..and that's a story!" Gupta added. Sonia felt her nipples and cunt tingle with excitement under her baggy clothes, at the thought of showing Khail what she could do as Tiger Woman.

"Okay GG..I guess I can't dispute that" Khan said as he got to his feet and exited Gupta's office with Sonia following close behind him. "Sonia .Meet me here at 9 am sharp..We'll catch transport to Rajiv Military Base at noon.." he stated as he walked towards the elevator. "I'll be here" Sonia replied with a smile. "And Tiger Woman will be there" she thought.

24 hours later.
Noon

The launch of the Sky Falcon helicopter was an event of great fanfare and publicity. This was evident from the number of the top brass in the military and high government officials who were on hand at the sprawling compound of the Rajiv Military Base. From her place in the press box, Sonia Gan watched as a contingent of soldiers marched smartly in along the tarmac in front of the sleek, silver Sky Falcon. She brushed back a loose strand of her black hair as she watched Khalil Khan interviewing the Defence Minister about the new chopper.

"Oh Khail..Being around you..makes my Tiger Nipples feel ..hard..difficult to think clearly" Sonia sighed dreamily as she watched the man of her dreams at work. She felt her nipples harden ever so slightly under her white cotton shirt and grey jacket in response to her feelings. Suddenly, these feelings were cut short by feelings of a different sort...as the assembled press corps were lectured about the high tech gunship's military and search and rescue applications.

In the midst of the showcasing of the helicopter..few took notice of an army jeep approaching the Sky Falcon. Five men clad in brown coveralls and black leather boots alighted and entered the chopper. They were thought to be the maintenance crew for the helicopter. It was only when the rotors of the Sky Falcon stirred to life that heads turned. The alarm was sounded and guards rushed towards the chopper at it lifted off the tarmac and soared away into the sky. In the ensuing commotion, Sonia slipped away and found a hiding place under the bleachers.

"Time for Tiger Woman to make an appearance...By the Power of Parvati!" she declared and was instantly consumed in a brilliant aura of gloden energy. The junior reporter's white shirt, grey jacket, grey skirt and high heels were slowly replaced by the thin tight tiger pelt leotard which highlighted her huge firm shiny light brown breasts, her slender muscular shiny light brown arms, toned abdomen, long muscular shiny light brown legs and her erotic bare light brown feet.

Her black hair lengthened as it fell loose on to and past her shoulders. The thick golden belt entwined itself about her wide hips while the tiger pelt bands adorned her wrists and wrapped themselves just above her shapely ankles. The tiger pelt mask stretched across the upper part of her beauteous face framed by her long mane of glossy hair, completing Sonia Gan's transformation into the Tiger Woman of India.

"The Sky Falcon has been hijacked..Only I can get it back and bring the perpetrators to justice.." declared the Top-Heavy Hindu Heroine declared as she raced into the open. The assembled press, military and government officials were shocked by the sudden appearance of the Big Breasted Superwoman of India. Her huge firm shiny light brown breasts bobbing sensuously with every stride of her long muscular shiny light brown legs legs, threatening to spill out of her tiny tiger pelt attire, her long glossy black hair flowing in the breeze. Khail Khan felt his dick stand at attention as he watched her running, like a goddess from a Bollywood movie.

"Hes stood mesmerised as Tiger Woman flexed her muscular shiny light brown thighs, leapt skyward and soared off into the sky in pursuit of the stolen Sky Falcon. "Should we dispatch fighters to intercept the Sky Falcon sir?" an army general asked the Defence Minister. "Uh..No need..I think we have..the breast..Uh..Best resources handling this situation.." the Minister stammered as he like the other men present, stood aroused and watched the Big Breasted Superwoman of India. "Go get them Tiger Woman...I'd like to see those hijackers get out of this.." thought Khail as he watched Tiger Woman fly away..completely forgetting about his junior partner Sonia Gan.

Meanwhile the Sky Falcon plotted a northward course as it rapidly gained altitude. "Those fools have no idea what hit them.." the Sikh pilot grinned. "Yes..Nothing can catch us now.." the Sikh co-pilot agreed. "We have something following us..Moving very fast..It can't be a jet.." the Sikh radar operator announced, shattering their euphoria. "It has to be the Tiger Woman..The leader anticipated her intervention...Prepare to execute the plan" the Sikh pilot ordered.

Her long muscular shiny light brown legs together and extended below her wide curvy waist.. the sexy toes of her erotic bare shiny light brown feet close together and curled with tension..her slender muscular shiny light brown arms extended past her head...her shiny light brown hands clenched into fists... her long mane of glossy, black hair flowing in the breeze...the Tiger Woman flew at top speed..thousands of feet above the mountainous terrain below her as she closed the gap on the stolenr the hi-tech helicopter.

It was not long before she came in sight of the Sky Falcon..over a remote hilly area. "The hijackers must be Sikh guerillas working for Ajay Banzir..He'll undoubtedly use it to terrorise the people of India at will..Too bad he did not consider my intervention foiling his plans.." assumed
the Top Heavy Hindu Heroine....completely oblivious to the fact that she was heading straight into a well thought out trap by her enemies who were determined to teach her a lesson.

She moved in swiftly to close the gap on the Sky Falcon. She planned hoping to bring the chase to a swift end...bring the helicopter and the hijackers back to the base and impress Khail. Tiger Woman felt her big puffy gleaming dark brown nipples and wide gleaming dark brown areolas stiffen under her thin tight tiger pelt leotard as erotic thought the handsome journalist who she secretly had a crush on as Sonia Gan, filtered into her mind.

Distracted by these untimely thoughts...the Big Breasted Superwoman of India was taken completely off-guard when a pair of projectiles were launched from the rear of the Sky Falco and exploded in mid-air, illuminating the sky. "Ohhh!!..Bright lights!..My eyes hurt! I can't see anything" complained Tiger Woman as she arched backwards in mid-flight..raising her slender muscular shiny light brown arms in a futile effort to shield her eyes from the brilliance of the magnesium flares, often used as countermeasures, dischared from the Sky Falcon.

As the Top Heavy Hindu Heroine struggled to cope with this unplanned situation, the Sky Falcon turned around and flew towards her. "We got her...Move quickly before she recovers!" ordered the Sikh pilot. In the rear of the helicopter, a switch was flipped on a control panel. From below the hovering helicopter...a pair of mechanical steel arms reached towards the unsuspecting Tiger Woman who who was still struggling to shake off the blinding effects of the magnesium flares.

"AAIEEEEEEEEE!!!!....MY TIGER BREASTS!!!!...AAHAAIEEEEEE!!!!!!" screamed the Big Breasted Superwoman of India as the four pronged claw hand at the end of each mechanical arm clamped down hard on each of her huge firm, shiny light brown breastse ffectively flattened them like pancakes. "We have the woman!! Make her feel the pain of the Sikh people!!" ordered the pilot as he held the Sky Falcon steady. In the rear of the helicopter, dials were turned, increasing the pressure of the claw hands and tightening their hold even further on the huge firm light brown breasts of the Top Heavy Hindu Heroine.

"AAAHUUUUN...AAAHUUUUUUN..AAAHUUUUUN!!" complained the Tiger Woman,as she wiggled frantically thousands of feet in the air, her long light brown shiny muscular legs flailing below her wide curvy hips...the sexy toes of her erotic bare shiny light brown feet pointing to the ground thousands of feet below her...slapping the claw hands with the open palms of her shiny light brown hands..unable to use her strength of 40 Bengal tigers to free her from their crushing grip.

As she struggled, the Big Breasted Superwoman of India caused rapid friction to be generated between the strong steel surface of the mechanical claw hands, putting herself at an even greater disadvantage to her enemies. "UUUUUUUUUUNH...GREAT PAIN IN MY TIGER BREASTS..UUUUUNH
...SOMETHING GRABBING THEM..UUUUUUUUUUUUUUNH...AS I STRUGGLE...UUUUUUUNH....MY TIGER NIPPLES...UUUUUUUUUNH...THEY ARE
GETTING...HA..HAA..HAAA..HAAAAAAAAAAARD...THAT IS MAKING ME SLEEPY...WANT TO BE CAPTURED..UUUUUUUUNH..." moaned Tiger Woman as she dangled limp in mid-air, the mechanical arms holding her huge firm shiny light brown bust powerfully.

Dazed and disoriented, the Top-Heavy Hindu Heroine allowed herself to be hauled up into the rear of the hovering Sky Falcon. Once inside the chopper..three Sikh hijackers in the back grabbed her as the claws released its grip on her huge firm shiny light brown breasts. "Uuuh..Fiends!..Criminals!..Release me!..Release me or face my wrath!" complained the Tiger Woman as she struggled within the grasps of the Sikh hijackers. But she knew that her struggles were useless..as the pain in her mighty chest had negated her strength of 40 Bengal tigers.

She stared in sleepy disbelief as they yanked down the top of her thin tiger pelt leotard, causing her huge firm shiny light brown breasts to explode forth in all their naked glory. " NOOO..UUUUUUUUUH...HANDS OFF MY TIGER BREASTS...UUUUUUUUUH..STOP TOUCHING MY TIGER NIPPLES...STOP TOUCHING MY TIGER AREOLAS..UUUUUUUH..YOU'RE MAKING THEM..HA..HAA..HAAA..HAAAA..HAAAAAAAAAARD...GETTING SLEEPY...SO SLEEPY...I CANNOT GET FREE" confessed the Top-Heavy Hnndu Heroine as writhed furiously in a futle attempt to free herself asthe Sikh hijackers abused her in her awesome bust.

The pilot emerged from the cockpit with a thick, white cotton pad in his right gloved hands. "Eh?!..What is that?!..What are you. going to do with....HNHHHH!!!" protested the Tiger Woman as the pad was clamped down on her nose and mouth. Sonia's light brown eyes widened in the slits of her tiger pelt mask in horror as she inhaled the scent of the sickly, sweet liquid that was soaked into the pad.

"HHNHHHH!!!!..HNNNHHH!!!..NNHHHH!!!" screamed Tiger Woman into the pad as her curvaceous and muscular shiny light brown body gyrated frantically in response to the potent fumes pervading her lungs. "NO...UUUUH...IT IS.. IT IS...CHLOROFORM...MY FIRST TIME...MY HARD TIGER NIPPLES...AND MY HARD TIGER AREOLAS...ELIMINATING MY IMMUNITY TO DRUGS..UUUUUH...GETTING SLEEPIER AND SLEEPIER..
MUST GET FREE...BECOME THESE CRIMINALS KNOCK ME OUT" thought the Big Breasted Superwoman of India

"The woman fights with tremendous spirit!" remarked one of the hijackers holding the Top Heavy Hindu Heroine's erotic light brown shiny bare feet as she struggled, watching her sexy toes with glossy claw like toenails flexing and curling as she struggled in vain to resist the power of the knockout drug she was now being for--d to inhale.

The Top Heavy Hindu Heroine's huge firm shiny light brown breasts..capped at their summits by big puffy gleaming dark brown nipples and wide gleaming dark brown areolas.. already erect like bullets and hard as rocks from the combination of the painful grip of the Sky Falcon's robotic arms and the fondling by her Sikh foes who now knew how to tame her. "Surrender woman!..It is useless to resist!" gloated the pilot as he kept the chloroform pad clamped firmly over her nose and mouth.

"Nnhhh.." agreed the Tiger Woman of India as she sighed into the rag. Her eyelids now heavy with sleep.. her light brown eyes fluttring in the slits of her tiger pelt mask... steely resolve to fight for justice now from her light brown eyes..now replaced with a glazed and dull look of submission. The Sikh hijackers felt the Top Heavy Hindu Heroine's cuvvaceous and muscular shiny light brown body relax within their grasps. Her naked huge firm shiny light browns breasts rose and fell slowly and rhythmically as she inhaled the sickly, sweet aroma in the rag which covered her nose and mouth.

"Back to your positions..You handle the woman now.." said the pilot as he ordered the three men holding Tiger Woman down on the floor of helicopter to leave.. "Aaahhh.." Tiger Woman gasped as the cloth was removed and her head rolled lazily from side to side, cushioned by her long mane of glossy black hair...as she unsuccessfully tried to shake off the effects of the potent sleep drug. The Top Heavy Hindu Heroine felt her head being cradled in the lap of a hijacker.

She looked up to see the teenage Sikh guerilla she let go looking down at her."You..!?!..I..gave you a chance..to change your way and you repay me..like this?!...Why?...Why?" sighed the Tiger Woman in disbelief. "You can call me NAVIN big sister..and you are my prisoner!" the young Sikh sneered as his thumbs probed the Big Breasted Superwoman of India's big puffy hard and erect gleaming dark brown nipples, making her long, muscular shiny light brown legs gliding back and forth below her wide curvy waist, the sexy toes of her erotic bare shiny light brown feet straining to stay together and curled with tension..

The teen Sikh kept the cotton pad close to the face of the beauteous and buxom Indian superwoman with his left hand..allowing her to speak but still inhale the potent anaesthetic as he toyed freely with her hard, erect and bullet-shaped big puffy gleaming dark brown nipples. "Now you're going to tell me what is the secret of your strength" instructed Navin

"Uuuuuuuuuuh...You already figured it out boy...Uuuuuuuuh..it is..Uuuuuuuuuh...my Tiger Breasts..Uuuuuuuuuh...when my Tiger Nipples...my Tiger Areolas..Uuuuuuuuh...get..haaard...I lose my strength..Uuuuuuuuuuuh..of 40 Bengal tigers...my..Uuuuuuuuuuh..only weakness..Uuuuuuuh ..is sex...Uuuuuuuuuuuh...you touch my Tiger Breasts..Uuuuuuuuuuh with such authority..Uuuuuuuuuuh..expert fondling..Uuuuuuh..of my haaard Tiger Nipples..and my..Uuuuuuh..haaaaard Tiger Areolas...Uuuuuuh..Uuuuuuuuh...." confessed the beaten Big Breasted Superwoman of India.

"I knew it..I read stuff about this on the Internet about the TIGRESS OFF INDIA...figured it would work on you too big sister...Now you're going to tell me how to knock your ass out for hours...Can't have you waking up anytime soon and taking my comrades and I to prison" gloated Navin as he continued playing with Tiger Woman's hard, erect and bullet shaped big dark gleaming brown nipples, while keeping the chloroform pad to her beauteous sleepy face, making her inhale more of the powerful anesthetic.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuh..the way you play with my haard Tiger Nipples...and my haaaard Tiger Areolas..Uuuuuuuuuh..turning me on...have to tell the truth...rub the chloroform over them..Uuuuuuuuuuuh...that's more effective..than making me breathe it...Uuuuuuuh...then take off..Uuuuuuuh
..my Tiger Belt...to wield my powers..Uuuuuuh...I must be..pure in body and mind..Uuuuuuh..my Tiger Breasts..cannot be touched..by a man...My Tiger Nipples.. My Tiger Areolas...cannot be aroused...or drugged...or I will be knocked out for hours...." confessed the Top-Heavy Hindu Heroine sighed.

Navin seized the tiger head buckle of the Big Breasted Superwoman of India's thick, golden belt. A click was heard as he unfastened the belt and removed it from her wide curvy waist. "So with your belt removed..and your big breasts aroused..You are powerless?" Navin repeated.the hijack leader asked. "Uuuuuh..Yes.." replied Tiger Woman.
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"You look are very tired big sister. Time to go to sleep now. Ajay Banzir will want to speak with you.." gloated the young Sikh as he rubbed the thick cotton pad all over Tiger Woman's naked huge firm shiny light brown breasts, ensuring he polished off her wide gleaming dark brown areolas and her hard, erect and bullet shaped big puffy gleaming dark brown nipples with more chloroform."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuh..cannot believe it..Uuuuuuuuuuuh...outsmarted by a boy..Uuuuuuuuuuuuuh..Yes...have no choice...me...My Tiger Breasts hurt.. Uuuuuuuuuuuuh...my Tiger Nipples...my Tiger Areolas..haaaaaaaaard....being drugged with chloroform...will be knocked out for along time...Congratulations boy...You have defeated me...the Tiger Woman..of India...must...now...for the first time..become..Uuun..uuun...uuuuuun
...uuuuuuuuuuun...connnn..sciousssss.." cooed the Top-Heavy Hindu Heroine as her light brown eyes closed in the slits of her tiger pelt mask, her head rolling against her right shoulder, her long muscular shiny light btown legs spread wide open...her erotic bare shiny light brown bare feet resting on the metal floor of the helicopter pointed away from each other...wide spaces appearing between her sexy toes with glossy claw like toenails as she succumbed to unconsciousness for the first time in her career.

To be continued.