Note: This is a one off story. I'd welcome any suggestions about how to continue this character's plot.

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The Peril of Princess Puma

Southern Arizona. 1800

Willow Creek was just another ordinary town frontier town where not much of anything seemed to happen. Rebecca Temple was in Olsen's general store in town buying supplies. A young blonde in her early 20's...Rebecca was married to the town's marshall who just happened to be away on official business. Her blonde hair tied into a thick bun and clad in a baggy brown dress with a skirt that flowed down to her ankles...Rebecca perfectly fit the profile of her daily profession..of the town's only school teacher.

Suddenly...the tranquil environment was shattered by the sound of gunshots and screams coming from outside in the street. "Everyone stay inside!...the bank is being robbed!" yelled storekeeper Nels Olsen to his customers..who had rushed to the windows to see what was going on. All that is except Rebecca who unknown to everyone else in the store..had quietly slipped out the back.

"If my husband John were here..he would handle this...but with him out of town..I reckon it's up to me to do something about those outlaws..." resolved the lady teacher as she reached into her purse and slipped a blue opal ring on to her right index finger.

She had discovered the ring years ago as a young girl while exploring some abandoned dwellings used by the Hopi Indian tribe..as well as the secret it possessed. Rubbing the stone with the fingers of her left hand..Rebecca uttered the magic word.."Chapultapec." She was instantly engulfed in a cloud of smoke which signalled the start of an amazing transformation. By the time it faded..the meek school teacher had changed into a tall woman with tanned skin..a long mane of raven hair that stretched to the middle of her back.

Her dress was gone..replaced by a tight bra...fashioned from the tan skin of a puma..which barely contained a pair of huge round tanned breasts. She wore gold bracelets on her wrists..while a golden belt with a buckle bearing the insignia of a roaring puma's face..entwined itself around her small, shapely waist. A matching pair of tight tan panties hugged the space between her large thighs. Her fingernails and toenails gleamed and had become sharp and clawlike. Her blue eyes blazed with determination through the slits of a tan mask which stretched across the upper part of her beautiful face.

With an incredible burst of speed..the buxom masked woman raced out from her hiding place as four masked robbers mounted their horses with loot from the bank and rode out of town. Knowing the route they were taking...she raced ahead of them. Leaping off a nearby bluff...she startled them..by driving the ball of her right foot hard into the jaw of the lead outloaw..stunning him instantly. As he fell off his horse..the sudden appearance of the strange woman caused the other three horses to throw their riders and bolt off. "Don't know what you are lady!..You just bought yourself a world of trouble.." snarled one robber as he and his two companions drew their pistols.

They fired repeatedly at their curvaceous foe who effortlessly evaded their bullets. "You boys can't hit the broadside of a barn!" she quipped as she leapt forward..driving the ball of her left foot solidly into the gut of one bandit..dropping him to the ground. A lighting fast flurry of punches..to the heads and guts of the other two robbers made them see stars and they slumped to the ground. She wasted no time in binding all four of the robbers with a rope from one of their mounts.

"What in darnations are ya..?" groaned one of the dazed bandits. The masked woman smiled at him as her heightened sense of hearing allowed her to hear the sounds of an approaching posse of deputies from the town. "Make sure to tell all your friends about me...Folks in these parts call me.. PRINCESS PUMA!!" she declared assuming a heroic pose. Her hands on her curvy hips..shapely legs spread slightly apart and her huge bust thrust forward with confidence. In a flash she was gone.

In the days that followed...as crimes took place throughout the territory...the name of the mysterious Princess Puma spread as well. Wherever the law wasn't..the curvaceous masked avenger was there to thwart crimes such as bank robberies, stage coach holdups and cattle rustling to name just a few.

One night at their home in Willow Creek..Rebecca Temple brought her husband..Marshall John Temple...a cup of black coffee as he looked over a telegraph he had received earlier in the day.
"Is there trouble John?" she asked. "Nothing for you to fret yourself about Becky...These are dangerous times..but I'm glad to know that you're safe right here while all this is happening..including this strange masked lady on the loose...No one knows anything about her.." replied her husband as he kissed her on her left hand.

"You don't need to worry about me John..." replied Rebecca who unknown to him had already memorised the contents of the letter. After her husband rode back to his office in town...she put her plan into action. "Little does John know that I am Princess Puma and I can help him stop these crimes.." thought Rebecca as she slipped on her magic ring and said the magic word.

Within a matter of minutes..a cloud of dust was speeding across the plains under the cover of nightfall. Princess Puma's incredible powers made her strong..able to see in the dark..leap long distances and run like the wind. "The telegraph my husband had says that the federal authorities believe the recent spate of crimes are being perpetuated by a well organised gang..through my own research...I've been able to piece together a pattern which the law has not...all of these crimes centre around one individual...it's obvious to me..who the mastermind is..." thought the busty heroine as she raced towards her destination. A small ranch located in this area.

Silently and swiftly..Princess Puma slipped on to the ranch. Spotting an open window on the second floor of the main house with a light on in it...she flexed her strong thighs and effortlessly leapt through it. As the balls of her bare feet made contact with the wooden floorboards...it startled a man who was in the room. He waswearing a black jacket, white shirt, black string tie, black slacks and boots.

"Who...Ah...I've heard of you...You must be this Princess Puma..the masked superwoman that's been making a name for herself in the territory..." said the man as he rubbed his thick black moustache. "You're equally well known..Doctor Lawrence Lovejoy...a respected physician..but no one..except me..knows that several of the criminals..that are now behind bars were once patients of yours..only someone as yourself..could move in the social circles that allow them to get information to commit their crimes...and have access to tools they could use to carry them out..." explained the curvaceous masked avenger as she walked slowly towards the villain.

He watched her large breasts rising and falling slowly in front of him. "Incredible...You have found me out my dear lady...What shall you do now?" asked Lovejoy.

"Your handiwork was obvious in all the crimes Doctor Lovejoy...I'm going to take you to Marshall Temple..He's got jurisdiction over this part of the territory...You can tell him all about the crimes you orchestrated...and then have a fair trial..." replied Princess Puma with a smile as she once again assumed her trademark pose. The curvaceous masked woman was confident that Lovejoy..being the academic that she read he was..would realise that her super powers gave her a clear advantage...see the futility of resisting her..and come along quietly.

Thus it came as a total surprise to Princess Puma..as she faced down the criminal mastermind...when she felt a man's hand shove its way under her tight tan bra...rapidly rubbing the contents of a damp rag all over her broad chest. "Ohhhh!!!...Something is being rubbed on my breasts!!!...Unnnhhhh!!!!..it's getting my nipples...Oohhhhh!!!...so hard....I..I don't want to fight back...thoughts of sex...with my husband...so strong...my powers...useless..." moaned the heroine as her arms immediately fell limp at her sides.Her knees buckling as the rag was rubbed all over her chest.

"What have you done to me..?...Getting...so tired...no choice...Unnnhhhh...going to..have to
.. tired....have ...fall...asleep...Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...." sighed Princess Puma as her blue eyes rolled up in the slits of her tan mask before she fell to the floor flat on her back. Behind the unsuspecting masked woman..stood a ranch hand with a thick white rage and a dark brown bottle tucked securely in his right trousers pocket.

Doctor Lovejoy knelt beside the unconscious masked woman...untying her bra to reveal her tanned mounds..capped at their summits by dark brown nipples and areolas which were glossy and hard as diamonds.

"On the contrary my dear...You shall do nothing but sleep...Clearly you did not think I was prepared..I realised who you were immediately..and studied the ancient Indian myth from which you got your unique abilities...Little did you know that you are compelled to sleep..whenever a man touches your breasts...the chloroform on your breasts shall keep you unconscious for hours...there is nothing you can do to stop me!!" gloated the villain as he watched her large mounds rise and fall as she slept peacefully.

School teacher Rebecca Temple...alias the heroine Princess Puma...was totally helpless to prevent whatever the villainous Doctor Lovejoy had in store for her.

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