Cheetah Waits For Lois Lane To Go Into The Hyperbolic Time Chamber

Like a big cat stalking its prey, Cheetah waited patiently.

Waited for Dorian to wheel Lois Lane through the doors of his "hyperbolic time chamber"—no doubt another piece of stolen technology—positioning herself above the door for when he emerged. His girls didn't even hear or smell her, their senses not yet acute enough, or too doped up on whatever he gave the catwomen to keep them docile.

A part of Cheetah wondered what was happening to Lois Lane right now. It would normally take weeks for the genetic serum he had administered to fully manifest. During which time Lois Lane would need considerable nutrients. Of course, a scientist of Dorian's caliber would have thought of that. Intravenous injections, at first. Then, a supply of food...protein rich...

She licked her fangs, tail twitching. It had been a while since she had fed...

The door opened. Dorian emerged, closing the door behind him. Her leap was a thing of pure beauty. A hundred and twenty pounds of predator, claws extended. The impact of those claws in his back drove him to the ground. He didn't even have time to scream as Cheetah's fangs clamped into the back of his neck.

The catwomen barely reacted as he writhed beneath her. The hot copper taste of blood on her fangs sent an erotic thrill through her body. It took everything in Cheetah not to finish the bite, to crash his vertebrae and hear his spine crack...but, the villain remembered what she had come here for.

"If you want to live, Dorrrrian," Cheetah purred into his ear. "Then you'rrre going to give me...all of yourrr rrreasearrrch..."

"Okay..." Dorian gasped.