Wonder Woman was back

And she wasn’t alone. It would appear as though her hunt was successful. The ramp to the plane was lowered and you both left the cockpit to receive her.

“Stay behind me,” Zatanna warned as the Amazon stepped back onboard, her quarry bound tightly by her golden lasso. Even tied up like this, with Wonder Woman’s strength keeping the captured beast’s struggles in check, you felt intimidated just being in the same space. Like you were small. Like you were prey. You were glad for the magician’s guardianship. The animal snarled at you, her sharp canines bared. The villainess Cheetah’s eyes burned indignantly.

You never knew one of Wonder Woman’s arch enemies was an actual cat person. You had always assumed she wore some kind of costume, like Catwoman, but now that you were face to face with her this clearly wasn’t the case. The cheetah thing wasn’t a gimmick. She was some sort of human-cheetah hybrid. Her face had a feline way about it, a cunning and predatory slant, even if she did still have a human facial structure. She was beautiful in a fierce, graceful way. And she was completed naked too. Her entire body was covered in only fur and cheetah spots. The front of her, from throat to ample chest to bare crotch, wasn’t spotted and had a lighter, solid coloured coat. The hair was finer, to the degree where you could almost make out her nipples and the suggestive valley of her womanhood. She was dense with lean muscle, her athletic figure proportioned for power and speed, but none of it could be used now. The ropes keeping her in bondage crisscrossed her body, managing to accentuate her feminine physique in a way that was, to put it simply, fuckin hot. You finally understood furries.

(Author's Note: Not sure which version of Cheetah I’m going with right now… here are some of what I’m tossing up between: Short 1 , 2. Long 1 , 2 )

“You’re fools if you think you can hold me!” she hissed. Wonder Woman didn’t appear to be exerting too much effort but her grip on the lasso was certain.

“You are held, Minerva,” said the towering hero, pulling back and tightening the leash. “And you will tell me why you’ve been stalking these jungles. You will answer for killing those villagers!”

“They were in my way,” Cheetah growled, her glare fixed on you, trying to scare you. There was also a sense of disgust in her regard for you, as if she didn’t understand why some unknown person like you was here in her moment of defeat as well.

“In your way of what?” Wonder Woman demanded, simmering with anger. The predator bared her canines at you again but didn’t speak. Zatanna rolled her eyes.

“You know we can make you talk? That’s the Lasso of Truth around you,” the knowledgeable sorceress noted.

“Hestia compels you!” compelled Wonder Woman, and the lasso started to glow. Now Cheetah looked like she was in pain, scrunching her face and twisting against her bindings.

“Don’t fight it,” Zatanna warned her. You were fascinated by this strange mental struggle playing on the villain’s face. “Where are we taking her?” Zatanna asked Wonder Woman, adding another flavour to the interrogation. She was still standing between you and the beastly beauty, not in any menacing pose herself but there was a sense of readiness in her stance.

“Belle Reve has a cage for her,” answered Diana, eyes never leaving her enemy. “We will see to it that you hurt no more people.”

“This stinks,” the villain spat, her body somewhat more relaxed now, as if resigned about her capture.

“Ha, well things won’t smell much better in Belle Reve Penitentiary, kitten,” smirked Zatanna. Cheetah bared her teeth, but it you got the sense that she was reacting to something else rather than Zatanna’s teasing.

“No… this place stinks,” the monstrous woman said, her ears flicking as she cast her gaze around the plane. “It reeks in here… of man…”

Zatanna had to look over her shoulder at you, bringing her arms up defensively now that you seemed to have gotten the jungle queen’s attention. “I wondered what was,” Cheetah went on, turning so that she could side eye saw Wonder Woman. “That smell… that thick odour… it was clinging to you… it was on your breath… the stink!”

Glowing cat eyes darted to you and there was what resembled a terrible grin on the animal woman’s face as she voiced her realisation. “It’s your stink! Your claim!” There came a strange noise from Cheetah’s throat, almost like a laugh but full of teeth. Her glare was mad. “The stink of your sex all over the Amazon Princess!”

“Oh Hera...” Diana swore, and you saw the horror finding Wonder Woman’s face, her secret discovered.

“She swallowed your seed like the whore we all knew she was!” roared the beast, tasting a small victory and now lusting to feast on it. “It was fresh! And it was all over her! Wonder Woman is a diseased cum hungry slut!”

Cheetah’s eyes suddenly rolled into the back of her head and she dropped to the floor like a sack of potatoes, completely out cold. Wonder Woman’s arm was raised, her bracer still ringing from from where it clocked Cheetah in the back of the head.

“Shit,” said Zatanna, and the three of you exchanged looks.